Introduction

There are two of me: the man I once was and the man I am now. The man I once once was had the unfortunate luck of being killed in an explosion in Iraq. With his death went the memory of his time in the navy, the transfer to the army as well as the 4 other campaigns that poor bastard and his family had to suffer through. What he did leave behind was a wife that wonders who this man is that looks like her husband. He left me 3 kids, one born while he was in an undisclosed location, the other while he was in Afghanistan (although I am beginning to believe he might have been in the ocean), the other while he was in Iraq.

This brings me to the other man, the current me. I was born in Iraq in 2005. I have memory problems so I don't remember names or if I had done something. My back had 7 herniated discs but as of May 2009, I had surgery to fix the ones in my neck so now I just have 5. I used to play guitar but I can't use my right hand unless this surgery works miracles. Otherwise I have a Schecter Hellraiser C-1 FR that my eldest son is keeping the dust off until I tell him its his. Now, I get to hear him playing Zeppelin, Floyd, Slayer, Iced Earth, and every other piece of music he can get his hands on.

The goals in my life are simple, to try and regain the life I once had. I am currently trying to walk without assistance. After that maybe I'll try to go a month without seizures. Then maybe, just maybe, I can become something more than the shell I am now. Perhaps...