Manic Depression's a frustrating mess. As I read over my posts I watch myself swinging wildly up and down with no rhyme or reason as to why most days. Chemical imbalances can really skew your vision. And medicine changes on a regular basis make me feel like a pharmaceutical junkie.
I spent today feeling both exhausted and restless at the same time. Jittery of sorts but just plain tweakin'. Did I mention all the while trying to work?
I read the news today (oh boy) about the Soldier who snapped and killed five other servicemembers. I wonder how many different meds he's been on? I wonder how many around him saw the warning signs but dismissed them because 'he was just trying to get out of Iraq.' How many added to the problem instead of working on a solution.
I'm no where near this so don't freak about me blogging about it. 17 years of watching leaders at work, and Soldiers manipulating the system, leaves me wondering how do we fix this. I have a personal stake in it as I work around these people.
I care about these people. When I read the stories of Soldiers deaths, woundings, and issues such as this, I am reminded that 'but for the grace of God go I.'
This is someones son. His victims had families. They are just as dead as those killed by insurgents bombs and sniper fire. This will have lasting effects on those who witnessed his assault.
This is an example of what the true signature wound of this war will be; psychological trauma.
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