My last diary wasn't a GBCW, but I said I had better things to do. And really, I do. But still, I sometimes think that by stating what runs through my head, somebody might want to listen. So, I think I'll stick to what I'm good at, which is personal stories and snark.
I've lost a lot over the past few years. I've got shot. I've had to fight tooth and nail to get my kids back. And I've been exploring things that i enjoy that have NOTHING to do with Politics.
(More on the flip)
I went to Iraq on Bush's watch. Not because I wanted to serve my country. I honestly just wanted the money, and the health care, and to support my family.
So, I voted for Obama in Iraq. I understood he was going to end the war. He didn't. I wanted to serve my country for a long time, just to provide some stability for the courts. Honestly, that's why I wanted the war over. I wanted to be home, with a nice 6-5 job, where I could take care of my kids for twenty years and send em to college.
Well, things didn't work out the way they were planned. My unit got sent back after got my kids back. No Family Care plan means no job. Thank god I served 34 months. Juuuust enough to get my GI Bill...
Last semester in college, I pulled a 3.0. Not bad for a full time college student raising two kids by himself with only the G.I. Bill. Course they just changed it. But I can still swing it next semester.
Now this austerity thing... Well, if they cut the G.I. Bill any more, or make it any more restrictive, it'll make it REALLY tough to finish my degree... I've only got 2 years left man... It'd really suck to be tripped this close to the finish line.
My college is talking about raising housing costs. Well, I let em Repo my car and made do with a bicycle and the bus. I'm already at the knife edge of my shared sacrifice.
I don't have an opinion on the president any more. All having an opinion on him does is get you hate from one side or the other. I DO have an opinion on cutting back even farther on the programs we all use to survive and possibly succeed.
One last note: Before the Army, I was LITERALLY on the street. I lost my wife, my SO, and ALMOST lost my kids. I didn't give up. I kept fighting, even though everybody told me to give up. I was told to just let the kids go, keep a nice Army job and see them when they turn 18. So when I get told that the solution is to just give up and accept that I must vote for what everybody says is the ONLY option, I can't help but be glad that I don't have opinions in public anymore.