My son died and the Corps treats me like shit | iHateTheUSMC
Ive got one for you, and it may not be a big suprise and some of you may have had a similar experience. Two months ago my wife and i lost our son to complications of a premature birth. My division was nice enough to give me time to be at the hospital and go home for the funeral. Then I shit you not, 3 days back at work and they treat me like nothing ever happend and then want to get im my business about why im moping around and dont want to work. Gee, i wonder the fuck why! I go to medical to try and get on an anti-depressant and to get some help. They ask me if im going to kill myself, and when i say no, they give me an appointment for 3 days later. thanks guys. then when i have the appointment the first thing the doc asks me, knowing why im depressed, is so why do you think you're depressed? i tell him and his response, and i quote, " God Dammit, im sorry bro." (navy officer btw) and then he types his notes then before he releases me tells me, as a smoker and occasional drinker,