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I kind of feel bad for the kid.  Everyone goes through some bad shit in life, but you gotta try to get past it.  For some, it's easy...They can just forget.  For others, not so much.  They have to live with the memories of whatever haunts them.  

I envy those who can just forget and move on.  I wish I was one of them except I'm not.  The rest of us pretend like nothing happened or bury it deep down or construct a new reality which they manage closely every day so they have no reminders.  I remember all the fucked up shit and I hide most of it well, most of the time.  

He was a nice guy, but always just a bit off.  He did his own thing and always seemed to have something lying just under the surface that kept his mind a bit preoccupied.  I knew he had served a tour in Iraq and I had seen this sort of thing before in some of my friends who had come back.  He definitely did not need to be drinking and I'm pretty sure he had a problem. Not that I judge anyone who hides anything in a bottle or uses it to escape or to remember (I've been guilty of all of those).  And now he is about to get locked up for fighting with the police. Sucks because in the past year things were looking like they were starting to turn around for him.  Now he is probably going on an up north trip.  

I tried to remember the other day but I can't even keep track anymore of all those who have fallen along the way.