On this 244th anniversary of The Marine
Corp and a day before Veterans day I'd like to take a moment of your
time to discuss a very serious matter; Veteran suicides.
It has been suggested that every 85
minutes or roughly 22 times a day a veteran commits suicide. This
year it hit me hard. I have had three people that I know attempt
suicide with one, my dearest brother in arms, succeeding.
It is about him that I am going to
speak. I will not use his name because I haven't asked his family for
permission but I will simply give him a letter “J”.
He was a combat vet and I was his
platoon Sgt. We met in Iraq early in the war and spent a lot of time
eating some of the same sand and trying hard to avoid “lead
poisoning.” We experienced much of what many before us had endured
in war and as a result we became closer then family from our
experiences.
He later went on to become a state
trooper, worked for the IRS, and eventually joined NCIS. At the same
time he married his beautiful wife and had two children, all of this
while earning his masters degree.
On the surface everything looked great
but the inner demons from war and some of his other experiences were
eating at him.
Both his wife and children noticed that
he wasn't as happy as he used to be and that the pressures of his job
were really starting to tell on him. She tried to get him to go to
counseling but he wouldn't go. She reached out to me to talk to him,
and I did, even telling him of my own battles with PTSD and the fact
that I went to counseling for it, but he still refused to go, and do
you know why?
He was afraid that he would loose his
badge and gun, along with his pension, if he admitted to having PTSD,
and where did that thinking come from? The very government that sent
him off to war and had him working horrible cases for NCIS. They
have, and still do, see it as a weakness to admit that you have a
problem.
In the end he did loose it all. The
inner demons of hell tormented him to the point of suicide and tossed
him over the edge.
He was not homeless, he wasn't on
drugs, by all accounts his life was moving right along, and he was
doing well, but he did suffer from PTSD, something that could have
been treated, if he had been allowed to do so with out fear of
losing it all.
While he was ultimately responsible for
ending his own life. I don't blame him. I blame those in the
government who would send us all off to hell to fight and then
essentially dismiss or even mock us upon our return or a few years
down the road when the symptoms start.
I blame congress for speaking about
mental health issues and yet still doing nothing to address it and
all the government agencies that put people in harms way and then
ignores mental health issues related to it.
I even blame myself for not being able
to reach him, but at least I tried, which is more then I can say
about the powers that be.
I don't know what the best solution is
other then to not go to war in the first place but I do have A
solution. Give veterans,especially war veterans , more then just
words. Many do have various addictions, many are poor and are living
on the streets and many more are just able to get by on much less
then a living wage, based on their injuries and illnesses as set by
the VA, but most importantly they need a community that will reach
out to them and help them readjust to life rather then shunning them.
PTSD is real and it effects many
veterans in various ways, so instead of just a thank you, though
greatly appreciated, really check on them to make sure that they are
receiving all the help that they need then perhaps we can lower the
number of vet suicides to zero.