Months of fighting to secure housing through SSVF, doing most of the legwork myself. Now they’re fumbling the finish line over red tape and excuses. This gov system doesn’t care about its veterans — just checks boxes and pushes us aside. I’ll keep fighting, but damn, it’s exhausting.

@Ross Ulbricht, I just listened to your speech from The Bitcoin Conference 2025 in Vegas in my room—and I was floored. Your story touched me, not just because of what you went through, but because parts of it felt like reflections of my own life. Not identical, but kindred. I’ve felt the sting of betrayal, isolation, and systemic pressure. And yet, here we are—still breathing, still believing a way forward. You reminded me why we fight. Freedom. Decentralization. Unity. Those wern't just ideals—they're battle cries. Your return isn't just your victory, it's all of ours. Because when you walked out of that prison, it proved that even in the darkest corridors of control, light can break through. That’s what gives the rest of us hope. Thank you—not just for surviving, but for staying human through it all. For not folding and backing down. For speaking truth even when it cost you more. And now I want to say this with with you and everyone else who this resinates with: they tried to bury us, but they didn’t realize we were seeds. And now, we’re growing—together. You’re not alone. I’m with you. We all are. We will not stop. We owe it to those who came before, and to those still lost in the cracks and shadows, to push forward until every last soul can say they lived free. Let's go from 10 to 100—because freedom is no longer a dream. It’s our duty.

I just got banned from wallstreetbets discord for posting / streaming this. Now they want me to subscribe (pay) to their server to get back in. 🤡 🌎

Everybody wants to slap labels on me—“trauma,” “unstable, “crazy”—just because they can’t handle what I’m really saying. They gaslight you, pretend they’re “helping,” while ignoring the real shit: disrespecting my service, glad I have dead brothers, calling me a baby killer, trashing my patriotism. I held my tongue for weeks, got ridiculed in silence. And when I snap—suddenly I’m “toxic.” Funny how that works.. Here’s the deal: I’m not broken. I’m honest. I’ve carried shame that wasn’t mine. I’ve been told I’m “sick” for speaking the truth. That truth hurts, but after the dust settles, it heals. If my clarity makes you uncomfortable, look in the fucking mirror. I refuse to live in someone else’s lie. I won’t be your scapegoat. I’m done playing it safe—real talk is the only way forward. You call it “crazy”—I call it clarity. We are not the same.

I was built from fire, shaped by truth, and wired for purpose. But nobody really gave a fuck! If you don’t give a fuck, you don’t have any room in my life.

be me PTSD vet deal with VA get lied to, stonewalled, gaslit have to fight tooth and nail for basic benefits that I earned watch other vets give up or get screwed call out the system for what it is– corrupt, bloated, and toxic some dude flexes that ‘it works for me tho’ I snap not because I’m wrong because I’m tired of watching the system bury me & my brothers I’m just saying what no one else will it’s not broken– it’s built to break you