Sneak home and pray you'll never know

[hongyu]

-  I Knew a simple soldier boy
who grinned at life in empty joy
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark
And whistled early with the lark

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                                                          Siegfried Sassoon, "Suicide in the Trenches"

When I first enlisted I refused to refer to my army-issued items as "mine"-- not "my" bunk, not "my" field pack

Comments

[dementist_xer0x]

I stopped feeling this way after BSLC. stopped trying to divide my life into two... maybe it's easier for people like me, the vile ones

mainly, my conviction is this: that we are associating all this soullessness with the army, but I am sure that it exists everywhere. I know this because you see it in your parents all the time - how once they reach home they refuse to talk about their work, their finances, how they keep their family alive and afloat and comfortable. and then we will just be perpetuating the cycles that we know our parents wanted us to break out of.

[hongyu]

yes, but in those cases they are compartmentalising their lives: home, work, friends, etc. Everyone does this to a certain extent, it doesnt' necessarily mean that I dont feel 'involved' in my work, or my home, or with my friends, just that I don't wish to mix them together. And how detached or involved you feel with your life depends on all these elements, you cannot view them in isolation