Two months before Tim there was Joey Schiano, a Marine from my battalion with whom I shared a recruiter in Connecticut. He wrapped his Volkswagen around a utility pole.
Soon, my friends and I were in a never-ending pursuit, trying to understand why our friends were dying long after we had returned from overseas. It’s a question we still haven’t been able to answer, nor it seems has anyone in the military or veterans community.
In 2018, 321 active-duty members took their lives: 57 Marines, 68 sailors, 58 airmen and 138 soldiers, according to Military.com. The total was the same as 2012, which was the highest recorded year of active-duty suicides since the Defense Department began tracking those figures in 2001. According to Department of Veterans Affairs data, more than 6,000 veterans killed themselves annually from 2008 to 2016. While both departments have dedicated millions of dollars to research, it seems we’re not closer to understanding these suicides or how to stop them.
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At funerals and weddings and reunions, mental health doesn’t come up much with my friends. Just that we need to do better staying in touch. I like to think that we do. Our platoon has its own Facebook page (so does the battalion), my team has its own group chat. We’re working on a reunion in Washington, D.C. for the 10th anniversary of the Marjah battle.
Sometimes I think about my first few months in the fleet, when I had just arrived at the battalion after finishing boot camp and infantry training. The unit had just returned from a rough deployment in Ramadi, Iraq. One afternoon, everyone was in the quad outside the barracks. A Marine in Alpha Company had locked himself in his bathroom and killed himself when he was on the phone with his mother. Maybe this wasn’t the Marine Corps I had read about growing up, I thought. Or maybe I had just been lied to.