Quickest Way To Kill Morale
Send your already depressed soldiers hours away to some bullshit detail for an unspecified (but implied weeks) amount of time. Then tell them they’re coming home. Then smash that into he dirt mere HOURS later, and tell them that they’ll probably be staying even longer than they were supposed to be originally. I hate everything. I want to cry, and at the same time go on a killing...
Sitting on the floor at the foot of my bed crying. I’m going to miss my friends so much. It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t know that I probably am never going to see any of them ever again. But this has happened before. And life goes on. But, gods, it hurts. It always hurts when they leave.