Iraq-Vet Kills Himself … Writing Before A Powerful Indictment…

Detail of The Death of Socrates. A disciple is...
Detail of The Death of Socrates. A disciple is handing Socrates a goblet of hemlock (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Iraq war veteran Daniel Somers committed suicide following an arduous battle with post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) that was caused by his role in committing “crimes against humanity,” according to the soldier’s suicide note.

Somers was assigned to a Tactical Human-Intelligence Team (THT) in Baghdad which saw him involved in more than 400 combat missions as a machine gunner in the turret of a Humvee, in addition to his role in conducting interrogations.

Somers’ suicide note is a powerful indictment of the invasion of Iraq and how it ruined the lives of both countless millions of Iraqis as well as innumerable US troops sent in to do the dirty work of the military-industrial complex.

“The simple truth is this: During my first deployment, I was made to participate in things, the enormity of which is hard to describe. War crimes, crimes against humanity,” wrote Somers. “Though I did not participate willingly, and made what I thought was my best effort to stop these events, there are some things that a person simply can not come back from. I take some pride in that, actually, as to move on in life after being part of such a thing would be the mark of a sociopath in my mind. These things go far beyond what most are even aware of.”

Somers also complains about how he was forced to “participate in the ensuing coverup” of such crimes.

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6 thoughts on “Iraq-Vet Kills Himself … Writing Before A Powerful Indictment…

  1. Reblogged this on A Blog About Healing From PTSD and commented:
    This story that I am reblogging, about an Iraqi war veteran committing suicide, is soul shattering to me. It especially hurts, because I know the kinds of things this veteran was talking and writing about, before he took his own life.

    My husband is a combat veteran. He fought in Vietnam when he was 20 – 21 years old. Today my husband is 67 and he is 100% disabled due to PTSD. His entire life, since the age of 21, has been severely damaged because of what war did to him.

    We met when we were both in our early fifties and both divorced. We were coworkers. We became friends, nothing more than that, for the first several months. Then one day he told me what he had never told any other person before. He told me exactly what happened in Vietnam. He told me the horrifying details of what he did, what he was ordered to do.

    He told me that at the time, he just wanted to be a hero, like his father who fought in WW2, and his grandfather who fought in the first world war. He told me that when he dropped out of college and quit his job with NASA to join the U.S. Marine Corp in 1968 at the age of 19, he did it because he thought that only a coward would run the other way when our country was at war. While many other young men were burning their draft cards, running away to Canada, and looking for loopholes to get out of being drafted, he voluntarily signed up for four years with the Marine Corp.

    He did it because he wanted to be a hero, not a coward. He believed, way back then, what he had grown up hearing — that being a hero meant risking his life to stop communism.

    He was trained to be a sniper. And he was ordered by his commanding officer to prove he was a real man….

    Today, my husband believes that what he did, what he was ordered to do in Vietnam, were war crimes.

    I have never seen another person of any age, male or female, sob as hard as he cried when he told me his story. I wanted to jump up and run away because his story was too horrible to hear. But I didn’t run, because he was my friend and he needed me. Several months later, we were married.

    After he told me the details of what war was like for him, the floodgates of his memories and his overwhelming guilt were opened. He could not work any longer. He constantly wanted to die, like this tormented Iraqi war veteran. I saved my husband from dying. I took him to a hospital and got him the help he needed, more than 30 years after that war had ended.

    Today, my husband is still my best friend. I love him with all my heart and I am super proud of the kind, gentle, generous, caring, and loving man he has become. But I do not know how he manages to live with his war memories. I can barely stand to live with these memories, and I only know them second hand.


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