Author: lifeafterdoorkicking
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Cagey
Sometimes I feel like the walls are closing in Like the air is made of cinnamon The gravity that weighs upon me is like jupiter Not room to do poop in here If I don’t escape make a break what’s at stake is no less than my mental state pas procrastinate… I guess there’s time…
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PTSD on the Smaller Scale
This is my second post, but it’s actually the first one I wrote. As I was writing I thought there might be more people feeling like I was. That’s what took this from me thinking I’d keep a journal to sharing it as a blog. I’ve been putting off writing this blog, blurb, or essay.…
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Transitioning.
My life after door kicking. I’ll be coming up on 10 years post military life. I thought I made the transition within a few months of seperation. Now, almost 10 years out, I have realized that in some ways I am still transitioning. From my expectations of co-workers, the way I attack both my personal…
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Life after door kicking. 