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Sent to a friend[26161] I killed noncombatants in Iraq
I killed people that were not attacking us because they were too stupid to run or get out of the way. I know a lot of other people did the same thing because it is IMPOSSIBLE to not miss when you are under attack. I didn't kill anyone on purpose I swear. I cant sleep anymore and I dont know what to do. I hate my self but I didnt do anything on purpose. I am sorry. I am sorry.Rating:3.00
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- Fucking Baby killer. I bet you joined the army just so you can kill people. Scum. People like you are the reason the world is fucked up. How do you say you missed but then say you accidentally shot people at the same time? What kind of crap is that? Babykiller!
- It's ok you didn't intentionally hurt anyone, ignore the poster above they are just angry anti-soldier scum who would never have the guts to fight for anything. How can someone complain the world is messed up but not be willing to fight for change? If you won't risk your life for your family, country and beliefs then don't attack those braver than you who will. I hope God grants you peace, remember you did nothing wrong, you just tried to make it home alive.
- Just for the record before people start on my comment that is directly above this one, I have never supported this war.....but I will ALWAYS support the troops.
- About six out of every ten combat troops that return home are at risk of suicide because of this same situation.
The insensitive comment (first one above) has never been in a combat zone. Soldier, if you are reading this, know that the rest of America supports you, thanks you and has a great debt of gratitude for your service.
You bravely defended our country and you have suffered the experience of collateral damage. The enemy in this war doesn't wear uniforms and they don't play by the rules. You cannot be held accountable for the loss of lives that result from being attacked by people who use human shields for cover. God is not angry with you. Find peace in the Bible and truth in there that God loves the soldier. He loves and forgives soldiers just like everyone else. You came home. God Bless. We all forgive you, even though you have done nothing wrong. Carry on, Soldier, and forgive your self. You deserve to be happy. - My stepdad was in Vietnam and all the things he had to do over there really fucked him up but,as you well know,it was kill or be killed. Don't let anyone who posts negative comments get to you, man. Until those assholes have to wonder day in and day out if this is the day they are going to die then they can just FUCK OFF! God bless you and all the soldiers for making the world a better place!
- please go get help, you have post tramatic stress disorder, and it only gets worse if you don't get help. i know a lot of military men think they will get thrown out if they admit needing help, but they won't and you start to enjoy life again
- They would have just grown up to become terrorists just like the fuckers you killed. Its cool man, relax. None of those cameltoe bitches are hot anyway - waste them.
- Unless someone on this board has killed a person, no one knows what you're going through. I'm assuming you're a good person; consequently, good people punish themselves for their perceived wrongs.
Killing innocent people is wrong, but defending yourself and your country isn't, so I can see the conflict. My advice: let it out. Just allow yourself to fall to your knees and cry your heart out. It's the only way you will feel better. You have to grieve for your own loss.
P.S. (to the third poster) Eat shit and die you heartless, cowardly hipocrite. Your ass only has a right to vote and protest because Bin Laden hasn't overthrown your government. Fucking hippies give liberals a bad name. - You should talk to a therapist or maybe other soldiers who could help you work through some of this burden on your mind. Time will heal... it may change you, but hang on.
- Oh, stop being a pussy.
- To the poster: I know what it's like to kill someone when you don't want to. I fatally shot my dad at 13 while he was strangling my mother, and though I did it to save her life, the guilt never goes away. It's so painful and you'll never forget or quite move on, but the important thing to remember is that you have to try to live a normal life. Go out with friends, get a full time job, and go to school. Give the impression that you're having fun and soon enough you just might believe it.
- Don't listen to any of them. God wants you to go into a crowded shopping mall and kill as many people as you can and then turn the gun on yourself. The word of the Lord!
- If you kill your self the US Govt. won't need to pay any veteran expenses, there-by saving the tax paying citizen a hefty sum. I know that the country-hating unemployed ghetto coons get better medical and benefits than you do - but hey, they were not dumb enough to carry a rifle. Poor choices.
- no matter wut all these people say you did wut u did, get over it, wut if you killed the next osama or sadam?
- Did you rape the charred remains of their children or was that just in the tourist brochure? I noticed that you can get more target kills if you just strafe the kids, wait for their mothers to run out and save them - Then call in a JDAM right in the center of the village. To each his own...
- Did you still feel bad after coming home from Iraq and seeing your wife fucking Jodi, your house forclosed, your entire savings wiped-out and your service-related benefits denied and a nigger running for president?
Because that shit really pissed me off man. - If you want to be angry with someone, be angry at the people who put those civilians in harms way. You are human, you make mistakes and you do your best everyday to make your life mean something. YOU didnt start this war, you didnt want to hurt anyone, but you had a job to do, and you did it. Thank you soldier. I appreciate you. And i am speaking as the mother of a soldier killed by friendly fire. YOU ARE NOT TO BLAME. Get help for the ptsd and learn to be thankful that you are still here. I love you, son.
