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Weakness

My greatest regret about my time in the army is the nagging question of whether I could have done better or worked harder despite the nagging injuries I incurred over the two and a half year span. Could I have gritted my teeth and pressed on? Were the injuries excuses I gave myself?

Later this morning I start my reservist training. I’ve always waited for my reservist tenure to liberate from the doubts I had so many years ago. In a few hours I head to camp, with a letter from the doctor about my hyper-thyroidism.

Much as I hate it, my army questions will remain unanswered.