This is me!
Here are a few of my favorite links. I'm no longer in the army. I got an honorable discharge.
I wish I was still in and had a purpose in life, but I had a change in my plans. In my life, if anyone ever reads this, my name is Justin. I went into the service on April 29, 2003. I went to Ft. Benning in Goergia. I graduated from there in early July of 2003. Afterwards, I got put on a bus and sent to Ft. Gordon in Georgia with about 9 of my buddies from basic training. All of which are out in the field by now, I miss you all. Well we were there for MOS 35D - Delta Series, ATC Equipment Repair, (ATC) Air Traffic Control. This MOS is about 42 weeks long plus the 9 weeks at basic training. So around a year of training. Well I had trouble in this course. No peer tutoring, just pushing yourself. If You dont understand what they are trying to teach you, they send you to another MOS in the Army. Well I tried and they pushed and pushed. Then finally, went before a review board and they reclassed me. I was shipped to Ft. Rucker in Alabama to Air Traffic Control School. I wanted something hands on, but instead, they sent me to a harder, mental learning school. They didn't realize I had an anxiety disorder or a depressive disorder. What could I do? I really couldn't do anything. The Army just made me feel like I was nobody. I went to CMH, the Community Mental Health Department, and was sent to a civilian hospice to be examined. That was in Dothan, Alabama. There wasn't one in Enterprise and Dothan was about 30 minutes away. That is where I went. When I got back, after a week and a half, they put me on buddy watch cause they thaught I was suicidal or something. I felt like it, but they made me feel even more like it. All my friends were caring and tried to communicate with me. When you are a depressive you tend to withdrawl yourself. My wife-to-be was pregnant. We were across the country from each other. She loved me, but at the time, I didn't know what I wanted. I felt like my whole life was quite twisted upside down and it was slowly unraveling. I needed somebody I could really trust, then I met Aaron Naajtes. My best friend in the whole world!! I wish he would call me. I call him Nacho, that is his nickname. Most of his friends call him Kimo, which is tattooed across his shoulderblades. I miss hanging out in his room playing video games and rocking to music. I hope nothing bad has happened to him over seas. He is stationed at Ft. Bragg in North Carolina.
Hey Nacho, write me battle!
Army Knowlege Online
MSN homepage
Lil'Jon Online
Drowningpool
Mindless Self Indulgence
Cradle Of Filth
