My Nonprofit Reviews

Life is not always going to give us what we want. Many people when they were younger wanted to be a famous athlete or a doctor and make millions of dollars but when it came down to it that just wasn’t in the cards for them so they became United States Marines instead. I was trained in the art of war, hand to hand combat and I am good at it but then things change and you can’t be that warrior you once were, people don’t understand you and you become a loner and become reckless and out of control. You lose everything. I lost everything. I had a wonderful wife, beautiful children, a house, a car, I had it all and then just like that in a blink of an eye it was gone.

They say PTSD, they say bi polar, they say anxiety, depression, and all kinds of other crap. Well I guess that was enough for me to want to call it quits. I mean seriously I served my country I did what many won’t even talk about shouldn’t I get a pass. I am sorry I was a bad husband and I am sorry I am a bad father but damn it I was a good Marine and I led my Marines with honor and pride. I took care of them and loved them with all my heart. I tried my best. I miss my Marines and I hate that I am not a Marine anymore. And I don’t wanna hear that stupid bullshit of Once a Marine always a Marine, cause its not true. With out my rifle and my Marines I am nothing but a ghost, a has been, I have been replaced and there is nothing that I can do about it.

I am miserable but am still alive and breathing not just because of my dog Karma, but because of a woman named Sheila who found it in her heart to take care of a broken down Marine that she barely even knew. She took me into her home and gave her wonderful family to me as they were my own. She never sleeps and is always on the prowl for more Marines, soldiers, sailors, and airmen to help. She easily could be making lots of money for her hard work but she doesn’t. She cares more about us living and managing life than making money. She is a superstar and I love her with all my heart. She is the real reason I am still alive. My service dog Karma is spoiled. She eats the best food, sleeps in a luxurious bed, and is pampered whenever she wants. Her life is great. And the best part is she doesn’t even have to talk to me. I love her so much and I am glad that Sheila found her for me.

If it wasn’t for Karma I wouldn’t get up most days. Most weeks I can stay in bed for 3 to 4 days at a time. I can’t stand people and they make me sick actually. But Karma makes me take care of her and that keeps me going. Shes my buddy, my pal, my best friend. When its dark out she finds the light. Dogs 4 Warriors is a great place to be. Oh and if you truly need a dog and are ready to let it take care of you and you take care of it then go to Ohio and train with Sheila and your dog and find some happiness in life. If you can’t go train in Ohio with Sheila then your a joke anyway cause the last time I checked anyone that serves in the military had to do some type of training to get any qualification that they have. Nothing was given for free, everything is earned. So don’t be lazy and ask for your dog to be mailed to you. Go bond with Sheila and your dog and train. That’s the cost to get back to some type of normal. Go to Sheila, listen to her instructions, bond with your dog, meet Andy he's awesome, eat great food, laugh, cry, and say good training boss I love you and then go home. Its that simple.

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