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Welcome to the Veterans and Military Crisis Line Chat service. My name is Lisa, how may I help you?
willie
I served this country a total of 21 years just to be told my ptsd is not service related and my back issue is not service related when it is clearly in my medical files
LisaS1
Thank you for service and sacrifice Willie
LisaS1
I can understand how that would be aggravating and infuriating, as well as confusing
willie
thank you for your support I 'm 100 presents disable unable to work now because my...
Broken Hearts
Dear Reader,
I just want some peace knowing that the truth is out there. How sometimes no matter how hard you try doesn’t guarantee it’ll matter. And how damaging it is when people that should care about you don’t.
My beautiful daughter is disabled with a very rare and dangerous form of epilepsy and I have about the worst stage of CVID along with MS, Graves’ disease, rheumatoid arthritis, asthma, migraines, etc. etc. It’s still hard for me to believe all of it.
Infusions of antibodies keep me alive. My husband works his you know what off to bring in money, but One round of my infusions cost as much if not more than a really good used car. I have to do this twice a month. This does not cover any of my other meds or my daughters. Nor does it cover food shelter utilities etc....
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I just want some peace knowing that the truth is out there. How sometimes no matter how hard you try doesn’t guarantee it’ll matter. And how damaging it is when people that should care about you don’t.
My beautiful daughter is disabled with a very rare and dangerous form of epilepsy and I have about the worst stage of CVID along with MS, Graves’ disease, rheumatoid arthritis, asthma, migraines, etc. etc. It’s still hard for me to believe all of it.
Infusions of antibodies keep me alive. My husband works his you know what off to bring in money, but One round of my infusions cost as much if not more than a really good used car. I have to do this twice a month. This does not cover any of my other meds or my daughters. Nor does it cover food shelter utilities etc. As I’m sure you...
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Life is not easy, we all know that. Life isn't ever supposed to be easy. There are endless quotes about how life would be meaningless if it were perfect, and that strength is built from the hardships. However, everyone is treated differently. Some are born lucky, some are not. Some have to fight for everything their worth just to get through the day. You're no exception to that.
I still have so much I have yet to learn about you, so many fights that I'm not even aware you've fought. Maybe there's some I don't even know you're fighting now. All I know is that you've done more fighting than anyone should ever have to do. It's been one thing after another as it all continues to pile up. I've seen it all break you before, and that breaks me.
I check on you every chance I get, and ask...
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An open letter to the “father” who was anything but,
When I was young, naive, hopeful, I thought you were amazing. I knew you had flaws but I forgave you. I was your pride and joy. Your favorite. Or so I thought. But as I grew, i realized that there was something more important to you. Something that you would choose time and time again. That familiar stool. That familiar cool aluminum in your hand. Night after night you returned to the safety of that chilled glass. Night after night you pushed me further away.
I find it especially difficult to recall positive memories of my childhood, ones that aren’t shortly after followed with unimaginable pain. You were supposed to be my father. Supposed to be the man who shows me how I am supposed to be treated by men, what I should/shouldn’t...
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When we met you were everything to me. I fell for you hard and fast. For years we dated on and off. You had made mistakes in the past, shoot we all have. I forgave you after 4 years. We tried again and it seemed like you were a completely different person. Sweet, caring, and compassionate. We had talked about starting a life and family together. I’ll never forget the day we found out we were going to be parents. There was a light in your eyes on that day. However, that light faded very fast when we had lost that little one. You had started to get more aggressive again, more angry. You scared me on multiple occasions. As I was dealing with the loss of our little one you ignored everything around you. You turned to video games, booze, and drugs. You left me to cry and hurt alone. I needed...
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Dear ---,
I so wish that I could tell you how much I like you. How I have fallen for you.
I also wish I could tell you that I know. You don't really think I am that dumb, I hope?!
I wish I could tell you that my heart feels broken today. I have been consumed with pain.
After the last, I gave up. I will never trust again. I know you have been hurt too.
I wish time wasn't as it is. I wish we could heal together.
I wish I knew how you felt, if you have any feelings at all. I guess if I have to ask...
I wish I knew if I should walk away or continue. I wish I didn't have to decide.
I wish upon a star.
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It’s strange how many opportunities there are to stand on your soapbox and broadcast your life, but how equally unacceptable this appears to be in the land of social media. An open letter, to me, is a cathartic release and a way to reach people that normally wouldn’t listen. Get comfy – I have a few things to get through.
With everything that has happened over the past two years it’s been hard to see how I could forgive some people. Don’t get me wrong, the hurt is still there but it doesn’t define who I am and it’s certainly not going to stop me. There is nothing harder than accepting an apology you know that you’ll never receive but I honestly wonder if those people will ever see their actions from the side of the other person.
For all intents and purposes, I was happy. I had...
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He’s discarded us and we are both hiding the chide of raw rejection.. Why dear heart can’t we come together in our need? We share the same body, the same blood, but we tear and tear at each other with meanness and pity and guilt and blame.. Why dear heart when we are all we’ve got forever do we do this? Are we so far apart in our feelings that we seek others to replace the beating of our own one blood through our veins? Is the containment so constricting, that we are destined to scream and ach and cavort for external distraction ceaselessly? Or is that just me doing that… keeping you up all night with my doubts and fears and worries? When you just want to hula in to a moonlit pool and sway in its gently lapping waves?
Should we call upon our soul to soothe us? Where can we look...
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Dear Everyone,
I am writing to let you know that you succeeded. The war between you and I has finally come to an end. You won. I let you win.
Let me tell you how you won...
I let you succeed at every opportunity to ruin me, break my soul that was already broken. You made me feel exactly what my 8 year old self dreaded. A disaster. My 8 year old self would be so tormented to know that she would turn out to be what she is today.
I let your words haunt me to sleep every night. "you're ugly", "you're too fat", "your eyes are too big", "the gap between your teeth makes you look cheap", "you're dumb", "you're weak" and the worst of it all "you're not pretty enough to exist". As the tears rush down my face I made myself believe in those words. I made myself believe that is who I am...
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