On October 6, 2011, I was wounded while performing combat operations in southern Iraq. I took my injuries in stride, and though I was unable to perform missions with my fellow soldiers, I knew they were in good hands and I did not fear for their safety in my absence. Many assume that the hard times, violence and danger end with the last day of a deployment. I, too, thought the same. Little did I or my fellow brothers in arms know the transition from soldier to civilian is one of the most arduous and difficult tasks the military can throw your way. Where once I felt a part of something grand, noble and honorable, suddenly I felt cast aside, without direction, without guidance....
