Suicide is not an option
I want so much at this very moment to die. My head is spinning at the rate of light and my need just keeps growing. I see as driving to get out of my truck and run full speed at on coming eighteen-wheeler and use my body to end the insulation that the Marine Corps instilled in me. I by no way belong here. People today came up to me as they passed by and used my name Mr. Macdonald to say, “How’s it going Mr. Macdonald. I have no idea. My belief in fighting for a government that is for the people, not power just do not exist. Where am I and how did I get here? I came back to a society that will not accept me and I have no way out. Amnesia or just plain ignorant it does not matter. Every one respects me and wants me to volunteer to help them or acknowledges my helping as a volunteer someone they know or /and love me. How do I explain to others my letters are not for me? I want nothing from you except to see what so many gave not to be in vain. No one gets it. No one can understand the USA is built on the life of US Military Veterans. The doctors call it a seizure but my head is spinning so fast and I see everything. The answers are not there so the solution can never be acknowledged. How does a disabled US Military Veteran explain to people that just will not listen?
Peter
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