Moshe Posted February 15, 2019 Share Posted February 15, 2019 I have a problem, I finally pieced together about being emotional and angry. MetLife wants to harass me about my disability, but they wanted every agency and times that I went through. Besides the usual invasive things they put in. But, my reaction, when I thought about it was the people I had lost. I guess I try to shove in the back of my mind. But, it keeps coming out. Classmates, most of the cool guys I worked with on the SOG team mowed down by modified cartel AK-47's on U.S. soil. A partner of mine made a street pizza right after the day I worked with him. A best friend, whose rather unorthodox raid jacket I kept after his death. Just a lot of memories I tried to compartmentalize and they just like picking at it like sore that never really heals. Losing people never stops hurting, no matter the time frame. There is survivor guilt, I suppose. If I could only been there to shove my shift partner out of the way of the truck that was speeding on the access. If only I had asked for an extension to SOG, and killed the shooters with the cool .40 UMP'S that were issued. If only I could have been there for my classmate to help him immediately after he rolled his vehicle in a pursuit. When I became a Team Leader, later in my career to teach Federal Prosecutions, I treated my guys well, taking them out of lunch, etc. Or, as a Acting Supervisor, I never lost anyone. Point being there is still a problem there, that I try to cordon off as "Don't go there," and when those blood suckers want my entire professional history it hit a really hard chord. I guess that was why my screaming Dexter was my mood yesterday. I know some of you understand. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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