A week ago I lost my friend. My brother. My hero. We served together, worked together, and lived together. He was always there for me with no judgement, he held me and cuddled me when I fell apart. Today last week he was ran over by a humvee during an excercise training.
I am emotionally exhausted. The first two days I cried and the rest of the days I ignored it, made myself believe this wasn’t real. I made it back to base today with everyone we use to work with and it all hit me again. Can’t pretend with so many reminders. I love you Timothy J. Wright. You served your country well. I love you and I’ll see you soon.
"I didn’t realize how badly I was treated until someone started treating me with respect."
"I exist in two places,
here and where you are."