I was court-martialled and kicked out. I was given a 5(f) release, the bad one. The individual responsible for that was a Colonel Jorgensen. He's now General Jorgensen and works at VA. I had the unit padre trying to stand up for me. I even heard him. I was at the duty desk. He was yelling at the colonel in his office, “Listen, he has PTSD,” and Jorgensen yelling back, “No he doesn't—he has a discipline problem.”
My transition was like this: there's the gate, load 14 years of your life into an old clapped-out Toyota Tercel, and don't let the gate hit you in the ass on the way out.
The only reason I'm alive is I was one of the first OSISS clients. I'm here because of them. My transition.... I don't know why I'm here, actually, other than thanks to OSISS's stepping in.