I died in Iraq. The old me left for Iraq and never came home . . . . I liked the old me. . . . Everyone longs for the old me. No one particularly wants to be with the new me. Especially me.He also wrote,
When the depravity of this world is laid before you in its ruin, and you discover yourself mired in it, rather than above, what hope do you have?
Everything about Iraq sucked. I loved it.I probably say this too much, but more evidence comes in all the time that combat is very bad for the mental health of most people.