Last week I was talked into sitting down chilling and watching a film (which I rarely do), the film was called “Kajaki”
based on the true story about a small unit of British soldiers fighting in Afghanistan, basically they had found themselves trapped in a mine field, it’s the true and extraordinary accounts from the brave solders involved who risked their own lives to help each other!
I had to watch the film in two parts over two evenings, I can honestly say after 30 minutes I was fully broken, I cried myself to sleep thinking about these boy’s out fighting a war FOR OUR COUNTRY with little recognition.
I can hold my hands up and admit I’m guilty of never really sitting down and considering what these young lads are out doing and the bravery it takes to do their job This country is a fucking joke , these soldiers are the ones that are the true heroes not fucking dicks like footballers, tv stars or singers so why the fuck is the only support offered to them during and after war is fucking CHARITY BASED…
Where the fuck are the government and what the fuck they spending their dollars on….
I concluded in my little head that I would use this film as an example to myself when I need motivation on life , before I have a moan il remind myself
“someone somewhere is coping with a million times worse”
The next day I phoned the dentist all by myself about a toothache i have moaned and cried about for approx 4 years, I went to an emergency appointment ended up having 2 teeth taken out (ripped out) and 3 roots taken out….
To some this is no biggie, but for all that know me this was massive I have been sedated by the dentist since the age of 14 because of what I thought was an extreme fear/phobia…
I told myself “I may be crying like a little baby holding a nurses hand at the age of 30 but nothing il ever go through in life will ever come close to that of these soldiers”
I highly salute every single one of you past and present, what an amazing job you all do ❤️
This morning I woke up to read this