Recently I was going through old military records and came across a narrative I had provided to the Army/Department of Veterans Affairs during my medical board process. It is from 2005, months after I had returned from my tour of duty in Operation Iraqi Freedom 2 (2004-2005).
It is uncomfortable still for me to read my own words recounting my experience during that time in my life. I cringe at some of my words, and how I viewed my role as a member of the Military Police Corps, and with the benefit of almost twenty years separating myself from this young, confused, scared man not having a single clue what the years ahead would bring.
With all that said, I still feel it is important to get this narrative down for the record. Who knows, maybe this encourages someone else to share their story too. I hope so.
Thank you for taking the time to read my personal reflections.
-Rico
P.S. This blog is raw, and contains material which may trigger some readers. Please be advised.