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“I guess I was always looking for something. What it was, I didn’t know. I wanted help from the VA, but didn’t want to go back, didn’t want to be subjected to that second-rate treatment any longer. I wanted to find peace within myself, but didn’t know how or where to locate it. I wanted to be a sergeant again, a writer, less angry, a better husband, and to ward off the constant bombardment of war-related thoughts. Most of all, I didn’t want any more Americans coming home from Iraq in boxes or with jingle-jangled minds.”
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
“Peace surfaced here. Hard to imagine a person finding peace through war, but no one finds peace in war—peace finds you. It crawls into your sleeping bag and helps you fall asleep, nudges your arm, tells you to turn over, think about home.”
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
“I missed the war and the freedom that came with it. When you are that close to death, you feel free. Every breath you take could be your last. So you inhale and savor each breath, try not to think about your death even though signs of it are all around you. The freedom comes from knowing that if anybody gives you crap, you can eliminate them and the situation. Just shoot and get it over with.”
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
“Who supports the troops? The troops support the troops.”
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
― Soft Spots: A Marine's Memoir of Combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
“Fuck it,” said Private First Class Chris Barnes, raising his hand. “Let’s do it. This sounds like a great fucking idea. Who wants to get blown up?” They started laughing. Watt, Barker, Cortez, and Private First Class Shane Hoeck all raised their hands. They did not give a damn anymore. It was all so absurd to them, that they were going to drive up and down a road for the next eight hours as bomb magnets. The only thing that they could do was laugh. “Hooray! We’re going out to get blown up!” they sang. “Who’s on board? Hey, who wants to come get blown up? Woohoo! Yeah, dude, I am ready to go fucking die! We are all going to fucking die!”
― Black Hearts: One Platoon's Descent Into Madness in Iraq's Triangle of Death
― Black Hearts: One Platoon's Descent Into Madness in Iraq's Triangle of Death
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