bringing-this-back

Y'all have probably been seeing a lot about buddy checks, veteran suicide, and the like the closer to the holidays we get, and wondering why it’s ramping up.
Dead fucking honest answer:Survivors guilt hits the hardest during this time of year. We have brothers and sisters who will never spend another Christmas morning with their family. When we see the turkey, hear the crinkle of presents being opened, and feel the warmth of a family gathering, we still feel a heavy cloud hanging on it all.
Why us. Why are we home when better people died. Are their kids asking why daddy isn’t home for Christmas or why mommy never made it home for thanksgiving? Is there an empty place at the family table in their house? Why did the gods take them and not us? Or the worst one: does anyone even notice if they are gone?
If you have a friend or loved one who served, and seems distant or angry during this season, I hope this helps you understand why a little better.
Keep a close eye on your battle buddies, and I hope the good memories out weigh the bad ones for you.
Till Valhalla,
Grumpy Out.

vine

“i like your balloon” “oh my gosh do you wanna have it?” “no no” “please take it” “can i?” “welcome home” “yayay” ISMS CRYINDF BLODO

When I was a freshman in high school, on March 15 we were studying Julius Caesar in English class, and we spent our first period writing quotes on paper daggers. At an agreeed time, our entire class stormed the Latin classroom, yelling “THE IDES OF MARCH HAVE COME!” And taped daggers on everything and everyone.

Basically proving my theory that Shakespeare is only boring if it’s made boring.