People call me fearless.
Was an Airborne Paratrooper at Bragg.
Bugs? Bah. Bad guys? Eh. Being shot? Dieing? Being left alone? All whatever.
Diagnosed with BPD.
I’ve been locked in a psyche ward twice.
Being 6 ft+, 200 lb + male soldier, they sedated me, and handcuffed me to the bed, etc.
I can feel another relapse coming.
But I’m not going to look for help again.
Because I do have one fear.
And that’s being locked up again.
