I actually sent this. To my State Government.

They didn’t respond to polite. So, maybe angry and snarky will.

This might be a little long, but I have a lot to say. Seriously, your constituents want to know what you are doing there in your pretty little house up there in, Bless your heart, Columbia, SC. I don’t know who sent yall up to that concrete hellhole of a city after The War, but they should get a musket shot to the rear end.

Okay, so which one of you put the Disability Benefits in place? Y’all or does the courts do that? Well, just email them a copy too. Okay, first introductions. My name is Brennan. I am from District One, Charleston SC. (District one, just like the Hunger Games! Do we need to pick tributes to see who gets healthcare because I’ll totally volunteer)

Moving on…For 12 years I worked for the County of Charleston driving ambulances and saving a few lives, ya know being all gansta. As a county employee, I technically worked for the state, state benefits, state retirement, all that. So when my mind finally snapped and I threw a cardiac monitor out of an ambulance and was diagnosed with PTSD I received two weeks medical leave and then came back because I truly did love what I did. I made a difference. I continued to work for four more years, even with a mind like wet dynamite. Then I had to quit because I needed to be hospitalized for two week because not only did I have dissociative episodes of a 16 year old kid who died. Now I know y’all love God up there, but have you ever seen a soul actually leave a body, you can watch it in there eyes. It’s not all bright light and divine, it’s all dead eyes and limp limbs. I had constant night terrors, and thought someone was out to kill me. Oh and the Trauma from 12 years of seeing bloody nightmares live and in color, woke up a sleeping bipolar gene chilling in my prefrontal cortex But, we won’t get to far into that because trying to explain one mental disorder to y’all is about as effective as trying to baptize a cat. Yall still can’t wrap your mind around PTSD, I’m not throwing another pretend disorder at you. Just know I have two imaginary disorders that I take a lot of pills for.

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