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Originally Posted by Don
In '03 I didn't have a choice, everyone was going, but I volunteered the second time. Stupid, and I knew what I was getting into too.
I never should have gone back to Iraq.
The worst part? I wish I was there now. I still miss it. There's no explaining it. That weird?
I don't think it's strange unless you actually miss the killing/destruction part. Surely you don't miss that part of being over there? The death & destruction, hopelessness and fear wrought by war? :ne_nau:
It seems to me that in a situation such as war, natural disaster, or any other extremely traumatic experience, that all the walls between people come down. And I would guess that what you're missing the most is that level of connection you experienced with others during that time. The "Band of Brothers" that Mooseman mentions?
Am I wrong?
