Your True Direction

Category: Mindset

  • “If You’re Gonna Go, Let Me Go With You”

    Your True Direction

    spoken word, from the trenches of loss and love

    Let me make this simple.

    I’ve lost people I shouldn’t have lost.

    Not to war. Not to car crashes.

    But to silence. To shame. To the weight they were too scared to hand someone else.

    And I’m pissed about it.

    Because I would’ve sat there all damn night.

    No advice. No judgment. Just presence.

    But no one gave me that chance.

    And now all I’ve got are eulogies I never wanted to hear.

    So this isn’t some poetic tribute.

    This is a wake-up call.

    To you. To anyone thinking they’re too far gone or too heavy to carry.

    Let me say this as clear as I can:

    I’d rather lose sleep than lose you.

    I’d rather be uncomfortable with your truth than devastated by your silence.

    Don’t make me show up in a suit. Show up now. Messy, tired, breaking — whatever. Just show up.

    This poem is for every person who’s ever thought no one would sit with them in the dark.

    You’re wrong. I will.

    And I’m not the only one.

    Just stay.

    He never asked me to be okay. He just stayed — quiet, loyal, present — when no one else knew how.

    I would’ve stayed.

    Sat beside you in silence.

    Watched your walls crumble and said nothing —

    just handed you the pieces

    because I’ve been there, too.

    But you didn’t let me.

    Didn’t give me the chance

    to carry even a corner of that pain.

    You just… vanished.

    Quiet like snow.

    Loud like a gunshot.

    Now all I hear

    is your absence.

    I would’ve taken the late-night calls,

    even the ones where you didn’t say a damn word.

    I would’ve sat on the floor with you,

    in the dark,

    in the mess,

    while the world kept spinning and you couldn’t.

    I know that place.

    I’ve cursed the sunrise too.

    Screamed into pillows until the seams split

    and still woke up wondering

    if it was worth it to breathe again.

    So don’t tell me I wouldn’t understand.

    Don’t you dare tell me I wouldn’t have stayed.

    I’ve lived inside the ache

    that convinced you no one could love you through it.

    But I would’ve tried.

    God, I would’ve tried.

    Now I’m stuck

    writing poems instead of texts,

    lighting candles instead of cigarettes,

    whispering your name

    to a sky that never answers back.

    And here’s what haunts me:

    I never wanted your strength.

    I just wanted your truth.

    Even if it was ugly.

    Even if it shook.

    Because I’d rather

    hear you say “I can’t do this anymore”

    than stand at your grave

    wishing you had.

    I’d rather hold your trembling hands

    than hold your obituary.

    I’d rather lose sleep

    than lose you.

    So if there’s someone else out there

    standing on the edge,

    this is for you, too:

    You don’t have to make it look easy.

    You don’t have to carry it alone.

    You don’t even have to speak —

    just stay.

    And let someone love you

    in the middle of your falling apart.

    Because I promise you this:

    I’d rather walk with you through hell,

    than sit through your eulogy in heaven.

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    I’m not here to play nice, I’m here to make change. I work with veterans, teens, career shifters, and anyone who’s ever been told they’re too late, too broken, or too much. I help people rewrite their story when the world hands them a script they never asked for.

    I don’t save people. I remind them how to save themselves.

    That’s my legacy, and I’m just getting started.

    Follow along as I speak truth, challenge systems, and help folks build a life that actually fits.

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  • The Legacy I’m Leaving

    Your True Direction

    By Ryan T. Garner

    Someone asked me recently, “What legacy do you want to leave behind?”

    Not what job I want. Not what title I’m gunning for.

    But legacy – the real kind. The kind that echoes. The kind that leaves a mark.

    That question didn’t feel polite. It felt like a punch to the chest. Because let’s be honest – most people are too busy surviving to even think about legacy. But I’ve been through enough, seen enough, fought enough, to know that the real work isn’t in the day-to-day grind. It’s in the lives you change while you’re grinding.

    So here it is. Raw and real.

    I’m not here to leave behind perfect spreadsheets or polished LinkedIn posts. I’m here to leave behind a trail of people who remember what it felt like to finally be seen. Really seen. Especially the ones who had been counted out.

    I want my legacy to be the ones who stood up straighter after talking to me.

    The ones who walked into that job interview after years of rejection – and nailed it.

    The ones who were told they weren’t enough, weren’t experienced enough, weren’t “corporate” enough – and found out that was a damn lie.

    I want to be remembered as the one who called out bullshit policies, stood firm in rooms where people whispered, and used every ounce of experience I had – military, career development, leadership, trauma – to light the way forward. Not just for me. But for everyone around me.

    I want my legacy to be about impact. Not impressions.

    Because I’ve walked through doors no one wanted to open for me.

    I’ve been overqualified and underestimated in the same breath.

    I’ve watched less-experienced people get promoted while I held the line and kept everything running.

    And still, I didn’t shrink.

    Because I wasn’t here to play politics.

    I was here to serve. To advocate. To build something better.

    Let me be clear: I didn’t build my legacy in perfect conditions. I built it while navigating burnout, chronic stress, leadership that didn’t lead, and systems that tried to silence me. I built it while dealing with trauma and training a service dog who saved my life in ways I can’t fully explain.

    I built it while helping others find jobs when I was struggling to find my own sense of purpose. I coached people through their breakdowns while still managing mine in silence. I mentored with a cracked heart and a full schedule – because I knew someone else’s survival might start with my willingness to show up, just one more time.

    That’s what legacy looks like.

    Not glamour. Not followers. Consistency.

    Showing up. Even when you’re tired. Even when no one’s clapping. Even when they’re whispering behind closed doors.

    I don’t want to be remembered for being liked.

    I want to be remembered for being real – for speaking up when it wasn’t convenient, for calling out injustice even when it cost me something, for pushing others to rise even when I was still crawling.

    If someone says my name years from now and follows it with:

    “Ryan didn’t just help me get a job. He helped me remember who the hell I was.”

    Then I did what I came here to do.

    That’s the legacy I’m leaving.

    It’s made of grit, grace, fire, and purpose.

    It’s covered in dog hair, sweat, sacrifice, and second chances.

    And no matter what room I walk into – whether I’m welcomed or not – I’ll keep showing up like I belong. Because I do. And so do you.

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    About Your True Direction

    I’m not here to play nice – I’m here to make change. I work with veterans, teens, career shifters, and anyone who’s ever been told they’re too late, too broken, or too much. I help people rewrite their story when the world hands them a script they never asked for.

    I don’t save people. I remind them how to save themselves.

    That’s my legacy – and I’m just getting started.

    Follow along as I speak truth, challenge systems, and help folks build a life that actually fits.

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  • If My Pride Offends You – That’s the Point

    A letter to the mother who taught me how to hide myself.

    Your True Direction

    For every son or daughter who’s ever been told to tone it down, hide who they are, or “keep it in the family” – this is for you.

    For every queer kid whose parents tried to shove them back in the closet after they finally broke free of it.

    This isn’t a plea for acceptance.

    It’s a warning shot.

    We’re done apologizing.

    I walked away from the house that taught me to hate my own reflection – and I didn’t look back.

    Mom,

    Let’s cut through the crap.

    That poem I posted – “If My Pride Offends You, That’s the Point” –

    Yeah. That was about you.

    Every single line.

    Every word carved out of the silence you insisted I keep.

    Every sentence soaked in all the times I swallowed myself to keep you comfortable.

    You want to know why I wrote it?

    Why I don’t come around anymore?

    Why the version of me who still wanted your approval is dead and buried?

    Because I got tired of being the only one who ever had to shrink.

    Let’s go back.

    When I told you I wanted to marry Chris,

    you didn’t smile.

    You didn’t cry happy tears.

    You didn’t ask what kind of cake we were having or what colors we picked.

    You looked me dead in the eye and said,

    “Are you sure?”

    Like I just told you I was getting a face tattoo, not committing my life to the person I love.

    Then you tried to walk it back.

    Tried to say you asked Benny and Ashley the same thing.

    No, you didn’t.

    Don’t insult my intelligence.

    You celebrated their love because it fit inside your box.

    You accepted their marriages without a flinch.

    But with me?

    You flinched.

    And then came the wedding.

    Your judgment didn’t stop.

    You said we shouldn’t dance.

    Because “someone might not like it.”

    You ever ask me if I liked spending my life editing who I am just to be allowed in a room?

    You didn’t care about that.

    You cared about optics.

    About shame.

    About what people would say.

    Then Dad didn’t show up.

    And you say, “I argued with him.”

    Really?

    When?

    Where?

    Because I never saw it.

    You didn’t raise your voice.

    You didn’t defend me.

    You didn’t say,

    “Then I’m not going either.”

    You didn’t say,

    “That’s your son, and he matters.”

    You just stayed quiet.

    Sat in it.

    Normalized it.

    You want points for arguing behind closed doors?

    You don’t get credit for invisible battles when your son was left standing alone at his own wedding.

    And if all that wasn’t enough?

    Let’s talk about Thanksgiving.

    Our first one after we were married.

    Chris and I show up – husband and husband.

    Legal. Legitimate. Real.

    And what do you do?

    You introduce him as “Ryan’s friend.”

    Not my partner.

    Not my husband.

    Not family.

    A friend.

    And when my nephew tried to introduce Chris properly,

    you corrected him.

    You corrected him.

    Let’s talk about that, Mom.

    Because what you said in that moment was loud as hell:

    That I was an embarrassment.

    That Chris, who is legally part of this family, wasn’t welcome as who he was.

    That being gay is something to downplay, something to manage, something to cover in polite company.

    What if Cody was gay?

    What did you just teach him?

    That if he ever loved differently, he’d have to hide it?

    That his truth would embarrass you, too?

    Because that’s what you said without saying it.

    And let me tell you:

    I heard you.

    He heard you.

    Everyone heard you.

    I used to think you just didn’t understand.

    But now I realize you did.

    And you chose silence anyway.

    You say, “I’ve always loved you.”

    No, Mom.

    You loved the version of me that was small.

    Quiet.

    Careful.

    Filtered.

    Tolerable.

    You loved me when I was convenient.

    But every time I stepped closer to truth – you stepped back.

    That poem?

    That wasn’t for show.

    That was the sound of my ribs cracking open so my soul could finally breathe.

    It was everything I never got to say while you smiled and shifted and pretended everything was fine.

    You’ve said things like, “Don’t post that.”

    “Don’t say that at dinner.”

    “Keep it private.”

    No.

    I’m done keeping your secrets.

    Done protecting people who never protected me.

    Done tiptoeing around your shame like it’s my burden to carry.

    If my pride offends you?

    Good. That means it’s working.

    Because I’m not here to make it easy for you anymore.

    I’m not here to fold my love into something that fits your dinner plates.

    I’m not here to pretend your silence was love when it was just fear wearing a cardigan.

    You had a chance to love me boldly.

    You had a chance to say,

    “That’s my son. That’s his husband. This is family.”

    You didn’t.

    You chose quiet.

    You chose image.

    You chose your comfort over my dignity.

    So no, I don’t call.

    No, I don’t come around.

    Because every time I did, I had to leave pieces of myself at the door.

    And now?

    I refuse.

    I take up space.

    I speak loud.

    I post what I want.

    I dance with my husband.

    And if that makes you uncomfortable?

    That’s. The. Point.

    You had your chance to show up.

    You had your chance to speak out.

    You had your chance to be proud.

    Now I’ll do it for myself.

    And I won’t lower the volume just because you’re still not ready to hear the truth.

    – Ryan

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    About Your True Direction

    I’m not here to play nice, I’m here to make change. I work with veterans, teens, career shifters, and anyone who’s ever been told they’re too late, too broken, or too much. I help people rewrite their story when the world hands them a script they never asked for.

    I don’t save people. I remind them how to save themselves.

    That’s my legacy, and I’m just getting started.

    Follow along as I speak truth, challenge systems, and help folks build a life that actually fits.

    Connect with Us

    Follow us on Medium @YourTrueDirection.

    Your journey is yours to shape, take the next step in Your True Direction.

  • The Boy I Once Was

    Trigger warning: He’s still watching.

    Your True Direction

    “The boy I buried didn’t die – he waited. Behind every crack, every scar, every silence I called strength. He’s not haunting me. He’s reminding me who the hell I was before the world got loud.”

    The boy I once was?

    Oh, he was a goddamn legend.

    He believed cereal could fix anything,

    that Band-Aids healed betrayal,

    and that adults actually knew what they were doing.

    (Adorable, right?)

    He thought love meant forever.

    Thought saying sorry meant something.

    Thought being “good” earned you safety.

    Spoiler:

    It didn’t.

    It doesn’t.

    He used to stare out windows and dream in color.

    Now I scroll through screens and call that vision.

    He built forts to keep the world out.

    Now I build walls and call it “boundaries.”

    He cried when people yelled.

    Now I flinch when someone cares.

    And somewhere between “be yourself” and “grow up,”

    he got stuffed into a box labeled “too much.”

    Too loud. Too sensitive. Too emotional. Too intense.

    So I dulled him down into a version of myself

    that fit other people’s expectations.

    Congrats, world.

    You win.

    He’s quieter now.

    Until 2AM – when he rips through my chest

    asking why I let him disappear.

    And I don’t have an answer.

    Just more silence.

    But hey –

    at least I’m employed, right?

    At least I pay my taxes, don’t cry in public,

    and answer “I’m good” like it’s a sacred chant.

    The boy I once was would call bullshit on all of it.

    He’d stand on the table and yell,

    “This is the life you chose?”

    And I’d look him in the eye

    and whisper –

    No.

    But it’s the life I settled for.

    Not anymore.

    He’s back.

    With messy hair, scraped knees, and a thousand unspoken questions.

    He’s not here for revenge.

    He’s here for rescue.

    And I’m done leaving him behind.

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    About Your True Direction

    I’m not here to play nice, I’m here to make change. I work with veterans, teens, career shifters, and anyone who’s ever been told they’re too late, too broken, or too much. I help people rewrite their story when the world hands them a script they never asked for.

    I don’t save people. I remind them how to save themselves.

    That’s my legacy, and I’m just getting started.

    Follow along as I speak truth, challenge systems, and help folks build a life that actually fits.

    Connect with Us

    Follow us on Medium @YourTrueDirection.

    Your journey is yours to shape, take the next step in Your True Direction.

  • The Boy I Once Was

    Trigger warning: He’s still watching.

    Your True Direction

    “The boy I buried didn’t die – he waited. Behind every crack, every scar, every silence I called strength. He’s not haunting me. He’s reminding me who the hell I was before the world got loud.”

    The boy I once was?

    Oh, he was a goddamn legend.

    He believed cereal could fix anything,

    that Band-Aids healed betrayal,

    and that adults actually knew what they were doing.

    (Adorable, right?)

    He thought love meant forever.

    Thought saying sorry meant something.

    Thought being “good” earned you safety.

    Spoiler:

    It didn’t.

    It doesn’t.

    He used to stare out windows and dream in color.

    Now I scroll through screens and call that vision.

    He built forts to keep the world out.

    Now I build walls and call it “boundaries.”

    He cried when people yelled.

    Now I flinch when someone cares.

    And somewhere between “be yourself” and “grow up,”

    he got stuffed into a box labeled “too much.”

    Too loud. Too sensitive. Too emotional. Too intense.

    So I dulled him down into a version of myself

    that fit other people’s expectations.

    Congrats, world.

    You win.

    He’s quieter now.

    Until 2AM – when he rips through my chest

    asking why I let him disappear.

    And I don’t have an answer.

    Just more silence.

    But hey –

    at least I’m employed, right?

    At least I pay my taxes, don’t cry in public,

    and answer “I’m good” like it’s a sacred chant.

    The boy I once was would call bullshit on all of it.

    He’d stand on the table and yell,

    “This is the life you chose?”

    And I’d look him in the eye

    and whisper –

    No.

    But it’s the life I settled for.

    Not anymore.

    He’s back.

    With messy hair, scraped knees, and a thousand unspoken questions.

    He’s not here for revenge.

    He’s here for rescue.

    And I’m done leaving him behind.

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    About Your True Direction

    I’m not here to play nice, I’m here to make change. I work with veterans, teens, career shifters, and anyone who’s ever been told they’re too late, too broken, or too much. I help people rewrite their story when the world hands them a script they never asked for.

    I don’t save people. I remind them how to save themselves.

    That’s my legacy, and I’m just getting started.

    Follow along as I speak truth, challenge systems, and help folks build a life that actually fits.

    Connect with Us

    Follow us on Medium @YourTrueDirection.

    Your journey is yours to shape, take the next step in Your True Direction.

  • Abracadabra 2025: Manifest Your Reality One Letter at a Time

    Abracadabra 2025: Manifest Your Reality One Letter at a Time

    Harness the power of affirmation for success and bold actions to create your best year yet.

    By R. T. Garner

    “Step boldly into 2025 and take control of your destiny. Discover how aligning your words, thoughts, and actions can turn dreams into reality and create the life you deserve.”

    2025 is the perfect year to embrace manifestation techniques and create a life aligned with your intentions. What if you had a magical formula to guide your journey? That’s where Abracadabra comes in; it’s not just a word but a philosophy by which to live. Rooted in the Aramaic meaning “I create as I speak,” this ancient phrase reminds us that we are the architects of our lives.

    To help you create your most empowered year yet, here’s a roadmap inspired by the letters of A-B-R-A-C-A-D-A-B-R-A, each representing a principle to guide your transformation.

    Affirmations for Success

    A: Affirm Your Intentions

    Your words have power. Start every day with affirmations that declare the reality you want to create. Speak about your goals and dreams as though they’re already happening.

    Example: Replace “I hope to succeed” with “I am succeeding and thriving.”

    Affirmations align your thoughts and emotions with your vision, making it easier to stay focused and inspired.

    B: Believe in Yourself

    Everything starts with belief. Trust in your abilities, your resilience, and your potential to achieve greatness. Self-doubt may creep in, but don’t let it overpower the truth: you are capable of extraordinary things.

    Practice: Create a “self-belief mantra” to recite when doubt arises, such as “I am capable, resourceful, and unstoppable.”

    R: Reflect Daily

    Reflection is the key to growth. Dedicate time each day to assess your progress, celebrate wins, and identify areas for improvement. Whether through journaling, meditating, or quiet introspection, reflection keeps you aligned with your goals.

    Tip: Use prompts like, “What went well today? What can I improve tomorrow?” to guide your reflections.

    A: Act Consistently

    Manifestation requires action. Take purposeful steps every day toward your goals, no matter how small. Consistency creates momentum, and momentum leads to results.

    Ask Yourself: What’s one action I can take today that brings me closer to my dream? Then do it.

    C: Cultivate Gratitude

    Gratitude is the secret to abundance. When you focus on what you have, you attract more of what you desire. Gratitude shifts your mindset from scarcity to appreciation, opening doors to new possibilities.

    Practice: Write down three things you’re grateful for each night. Over time, you’ll notice how this simple habit transforms your perspective.

    A: Adapt and Evolve

    Change is inevitable. The key to thriving in 2025 is flexibility. Be open to new ideas, embrace unexpected opportunities, and adjust your plans when needed. Growth comes from adaptability.

    Example: Instead of resisting challenges, ask yourself, “What can I learn from this?”

    D: Dare to Dream Bigger

    Let go of small, safe goals. Challenge yourself to dream boldly and believe in the seemingly impossible. Bold goals ignite passion and creativity, pushing you to explore your full potential.

    Exercise: Write down a goal that scares and excites you. Break it into smaller steps, and start taking action today.

    A: Align with Your Values

    True success is living in harmony with your core values. When your actions reflect your principles, you create a life that feels meaningful and authentic.

    Reflection: Ask yourself, “Does this decision align with the person I want to become?” Let your values guide your choices.

    B: Build Positive Relationships

    Your circle influences your journey. Surround yourself with people who uplift, inspire, and challenge you to grow. Let go of toxic relationships and seek connections that energize and support your vision.

    Challenge: Identify one person in your life who motivates you, and reach out to deepen that connection.

    R: Reframe Setbacks

    Every setback is a setup for a comeback. Shift your perspective to see failures as lessons and stepping stones. Each challenge holds valuable wisdom to help you move forward.

    Affirmation: When facing challenges, remind yourself, “This is temporary, and I am learning from it.”

    A: Aspire to Inspire

    Your growth can spark change in others. Whether through sharing your story, encouraging a friend, or mentoring someone, let your journey inspire those around you. Success is even more fulfilling when it uplifts others.

    Action Step: Share a recent win or breakthrough with someone who might benefit from your experience.

    The Power of “Abracadabra”

    As you navigate 2025, use this Abracadabra framework as your guide. Each letter represents a step toward your best self. Together, they form a blueprint for intentional living, empowering you to:

    • Speak your reality into existence.
    • Dream boldly and act with purpose.
    • Align with your highest values.

    Here’s your 2025 Abracadabra Affirmation to repeat daily:
    “I create as I speak. My words, thoughts, and actions align with the reality I am manifesting. Every day, I step closer to my highest potential and inspire others to do the same.”

    This Year, The Magic is You

    2025 is your canvas, and you are the artist. Like the ancient meaning of Abracadabra, you hold the power to shape your reality with your words, thoughts, and actions.

    Don’t wait for the perfect moment — the moment is now. Speak it. Believe it. Act on it. The magic of 2025 isn’t in wishing; it’s in doing. Let this year be the one where you fully embrace your power and create a life that feels as magical as it is real.

    Abracadabra: The magic is you.

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    About Your True Direction
    Your True Direction is dedicated to empowering individuals navigating life’s transitions. Through inspiring stories and actionable strategies, we aim to help you reclaim ambition, overcome challenges, and thrive in every stage of your journey.

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  • Lost in Transition: The Weight of Expectations After West Point and Military Leadership

    Lost in Transition: The Weight of Expectations After West Point and Military Leadership

    For veterans, the battle doesn’t always end with service; it continues in the struggle to find purpose, identity, and belonging in civilian life.

    By R. T. Garner

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    For 14 years, I’ve been fighting a battle I never expected: the struggle to find my place after leaving the military. I graduated from West Point, served my country, and earned three master’s degrees. On paper, it looks like I should be thriving. Yet here I am, stuck in a cycle of self-doubt, frustration, and a deep sense of failure.

    In 2004, I stood among my peers at West Point, filled with pride and a sense of accomplishment. I had earned my place at one of the most rigorous institutions in the world, surrounded by leaders destined for greatness. Like many of my classmates, I envisioned a lifelong career in the Army, rising through the ranks, and eventually transitioning into a civilian leadership role that would capitalize on everything I had learned and accomplished.

    But life has a way of veering off course. In 2010, I was medically retired from the Army, years before I had planned to leave. My career, my purpose, and my identity as a leader were suddenly taken away. The structured life I had built, with its clear goals and direction, vanished overnight. What followed was a chaotic and often painful journey of rebuilding, a journey that still feels incomplete.

    This year marked my 20-year West Point reunion, a milestone I should have celebrated. Instead, I stayed home. I was too embarrassed to face my classmates, many of whom have gone on to achieve incredible things. They’re now lieutenant colonels, colonels, CEOs, congressmen, etc. And me? I report to a manager who was a private first class when I was leading soldiers.

    Once, I confided this to a former classmate who is now a lieutenant colonel. I told him about my current position and my boss’s rank when they left the military. He gave me a smirk and laughed, as if to say, Are you serious? That laugh cut deeper than I expected. It wasn’t just a reaction, it was a mirror reflecting all the doubts and insecurities I’ve carried since leaving the military.

    The Burden of Expectations

    West Point instills in its graduates a culture of excellence, competition, and relentless discipline. We are trained to lead, to inspire, to rise to any challenge. But what happens when those expectations meet the messy reality of civilian life?

    For many veterans, transitioning from the military to civilian careers is a difficult process. For West Point graduates and officers, the challenges are unique. Leadership roles that once defined our identities often don’t translate into civilian contexts. Employers frequently undervalue military experience, and the cultural differences between military and corporate environments create barriers to understanding.

    The weight of comparison only magnifies these struggles. Seeing my classmates thrive in high-profile roles while I’ve spent years trying to find my footing has been a constant reminder of my perceived failures. For West Point graduates, the pressure is even greater. We’re seen as the elite — the ones who are supposed to lead by example. When we struggle, it feels like we’ve let everyone down: our families, our peers, and even the institution that shaped us.

    A Crisis of Identity and Purpose

    The loss of leadership roles and military identity is one of the most profound challenges veterans face during their transition. In the Army, I was responsible for making decisions, leading teams, and carrying the weight of leadership. Those roles gave me a sense of purpose and confidence that I’ve struggled to replicate in civilian life.

    Civilian leadership often looks very different from military leadership. Hierarchies are less defined, decision-making processes are slower, and the values driving organizations don’t always align with those we learned in the military. These cultural gaps make it difficult to find roles that feel meaningful, leaving many of us questioning our place and our value.

    For me, this struggle has been deeply personal. I work in career development, helping others find jobs and achieve their goals. I guide them through the same transitions I’ve struggled with, and while I’m proud of the work I do, it often feels hollow. How can I help others succeed when I feel like I’ve failed myself? Every success story I help create is a bittersweet reminder of how far I feel from where I want to be.

    The Mental Health Toll

    These professional struggles are closely tied to mental health challenges. Studies show that the suicide rate among veterans is 1.5 times higher than the general population, and unemployment or underemployment only increases that risk. For officers and academy graduates, the stakes are even higher. The loss of leadership identity, financial strain, and the weight of expectations can create a perfect storm of isolation and despair.

    The transition to civilian life can lead to mental health challenges for many veterans, particularly those underemployed. Research shows that underemployed veterans experience significantly higher rates of depression (42%) and suicidal ideation (15%) than their employed counterparts (18% depression, 5% suicidal ideation). (RAND Corporation, 2020).

    The stigma surrounding mental health in military culture compounds the problem. We’re trained to be strong, to push through adversity, and to see vulnerability as weakness. Seeking help often feels like admitting defeat, and even when we do, civilian therapists or counselors may not fully understand the nuances of our experiences.

    I’ve seen the toll this takes, not just on myself but on friends and classmates who haven’t made it. The grief of losing peers to suicide is compounded by the survivor’s guilt and the unspoken question: Why them and not me?

    Financial Strain and Underemployment

    The financial challenges of transition add another layer of difficulty. Civilian jobs often pay less than military officer salaries, particularly for leadership roles. Underemployment — working in positions that don’t fully utilize our skills or experience, is a common reality for many veterans.

    “The median income for veterans often lags behind the equivalent civilian workforce, particularly for former officers transitioning into leadership roles in the private sector.” (Bureau of Labor Statistics, 2021).

    A 2021 RAND study revealed that nearly 50% of veterans feel underemployed, with officers being particularly vulnerable. The cost of transition, from moving families to establishing a civilian lifestyle, combined with the loss of military benefits, creates financial instability that can exacerbate mental health challenges.

    For West Point graduates, underemployment isn’t just a financial issue; it’s an emotional one. It’s hard not to tie our worth to our professional titles and achievements, especially when we’ve been trained to lead and excel.

    What Needs to Change?

    Addressing these challenges requires systemic change and a shift in perspective:

    1. Targeted Transition Programs
      Programs tailored to officers and academy graduates, focusing on translating military leadership into civilian careers.
    2. Employer Education
      Companies must recognize the value of military leadership and actively recruit veterans for roles that align with their skills and experience.
    3. Mental Health Support
      Destigmatizing mental health struggles within the military and alumni networks is crucial. Alumni organizations like West Point’s can play a key role in fostering openness and connection.
    4. Redefining Success
      Veterans must learn to see success not as a continuation of rank or status but as finding purpose and fulfillment in new ways.

    A Call to Action

    This journey is deeply personal, but it’s not unique. Veterans, especially those from leadership backgrounds, face systemic barriers that make transition incredibly challenging. By sharing our stories, we can break the silence around these struggles and advocate for meaningful change.

    To my fellow veterans: You’re not alone. The weight of expectations is heavy, but it doesn’t have to define you. Together, we can build a future where veterans are valued not just for their past service but for the incredible potential they bring to civilian life.

    Call to Action:

    If this resonates with you, share your story or join the conversation. Let’s work together to create a brighter path for veterans navigating life after service.

    Examining the Underemployment of Veterans

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    Citations:

    Bureau of Labor Statistics. (2021). Employment Situation of Veterans. Retrieved from https://www.bls.gov.

    RAND Corporation. (2020). Understanding Veteran Employment Challenges. Retrieved from https://www.rand.org

    Wenger, J. W., O’Connell, C., & Cottrell, L. (2018). Examining the Underemployment of Veterans. RAND Corporation. Retrieved from https://www.rand.org/pubs/research_briefs/RBA1363-3.html

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  • Unfu*k Your Focus: Take Back Control in a World of Distractionn

    Stop Letting Life Pass You By — Practical Strategies to Reclaim Your Attention and Get Sh*t Done

    by R.T. Garner

    How to Unfu*k Your Focus in a World Full of Distractions

    Let’s be real. The world is a giant distraction machine, and you’re probably letting it run your life. It’s not just about the endless notifications or the lure of mindless scrolling. It’s about the bigger impact: missed opportunities, half-finished projects, and that nagging feeling that you could be doing better. If you’re sick of letting your attention span get hacked, it’s time to get serious.

    Focus isn’t some mythical power reserved for monks or the elite 1%. It’s a skill, and you can build it. So, if you’re ready to kick the excuses to the curb and get things done, keep reading.

    1. Get Honest: You’re Letting Distractions Win

    You’re not going to like this, but the truth is, distractions are winning because you let them. They sneak into your life, steal your time, and mess with your productivity — and you’re holding the door wide open for them. Stop blaming everything else and start owning your role.

    Digital distractions

    Social media, instant messaging, endless notifications — these are designed to steal your focus. No, checking your phone every five minutes isn’t a “quick break”; it’s a full-on habit. Want to stop? Start by turning off non-essential notifications. Really. You won’t die. Set specific times to check your emails and social feeds. Oh, and if you need app blockers, use them — think of them as your digital “babysitter.”

    Environmental distractions

    A noisy office, a cluttered desk, random interruptions. Yeah, they’re real. But are you really waiting for the world to become quiet and tidy before you can focus? Good luck with that. Invest in noise-canceling headphones or put on background music that helps you concentrate. Declutter your workspace, because let’s be honest — a messy space equals a messy mind.

    Psychological distractions

    Here’s the real kicker: the noise in your own head. Stress, anxiety, constant self-doubt — they’re the biggest distractions of all. But listen, stress and fear don’t have to be roadblocks; they’re signals that something needs to change. So, journal it out, talk it out, or just have a brutally honest conversation with yourself. Quit pretending you don’t have time to deal with your own mind.

    2. Understand Your Brain: It’s Wired for Shortcuts

    Your brain isn’t just weak-willed — it’s built to chase shiny things. Dopamine, the reward chemical, gets triggered every time you check a new notification or scroll through social media. It’s basically a sugar rush for your mind. Your brain wants more, and more, and more.

    Multitasking? It’s the lie you tell yourself to feel productive. Spoiler alert: It actually makes you slower and less efficient. Don’t believe me? Try focusing on two things at once and see how well that goes. Instead, aim for deep work— intense, focused effort. That’s how you make real progress, not just get an adrenaline kick from switching between a dozen tabs.

    3. Stop Talking, Start Doing: Strategies to Take Back Your Focus

    So, you know distractions are everywhere, and you know your brain isn’t exactly helping. Now, let’s get down to the nitty-gritty of reclaiming your focus.

    Digital Detox Techniques

    • Turn off the noise: Seriously, do it now. No, you don’t “need” every notification. Your phone will survive, and so will you.
    • Schedule your distractions: Want to scroll through social media? Fine, but set a timer. You’re not a kid at a candy store; you can limit yourself.
    • Use tech to fight tech: Get a focus app that blocks distracting websites. It’s like a digital bouncer for your weak willpower.

    Create a Focus-Driven Environment

    • Declutter your space: If your desk looks like a crime scene, clean it up. Less mess equals more mental clarity.
    • Block the noise: Noise-canceling headphones, white noise, or even a decent playlist — find what blocks distractions best for you.
    • Set boundaries: You’re not available 24/7. Stop pretending you have to be. Tell people when you’re focusing and stick to it.

    Mindfulness That Doesn’t Suck

    Mindfulness doesn’t mean sitting cross-legged on a mat, chanting “Om.” It can be as simple as taking a few deep breaths before starting a task or using the Pomodoro Technique to break your work into 25-minute chunks. Think of it as training your mind to be here, now. And guess what? It actually works.

    Time Management That Works

    • Time-blocking: Dedicate specific chunks of time to specific tasks. No meetings, no distractions, just work.
    • Prioritize like a boss: You can’t do it all, so stop trying. Pick the most important thing and do that first.
    • Break tasks down: Got a massive project? Break it into smaller, manageable chunks. It’s easier to tackle one bite than to choke on the whole thing.

    4. Build Unbreakable Focus Habits

    Focus isn’t a one-time win; it’s a daily habit. And habits are built through consistent action, not magical willpower.

    • Set daily goals: Not vague, wishy-washy “be productive” goals. Real goals that matter.
    • Habit stacking: Want to build a new focus habit? Stack it on top of something you already do. Right after you have your morning coffee, plan your day.
    • Don’t skip breaks: Your brain isn’t a machine. It needs downtime. Take short breaks to refresh your focus and come back stronger.

    5. Stop Being Your Own Worst Enemy

    Your mind is either your greatest asset or your biggest barrier to focus. If you let stress, anxiety, and overthinking control you, then no amount of “productivity hacks” will help. Learn to deal with your mental barriers — whether it’s through therapy, journaling, or simply allowing yourself to feel the fear without letting it rule you.

    Self-compassion is key, but don’t confuse it with letting yourself off the hook. Be kind to yourself when you slip, but get back on track quickly. Focus is a journey, not a destination.

    6. Long-Term Wins: When You Finally Master Focus

    When you stop letting distractions run your life, big things happen. You don’t just get more done — you actually start feeling in control. Your mental clarity improves, decision-making gets sharper, and stress levels go down. It’s not just about achieving goals; it’s about living with more intention.

    Unfu*k Your Focus, One Day at a Time

    You have a choice: stay stuck in a whirlwind of distractions, or take control of your focus and actually get sh*t done. It won’t be easy, and it won’t happen overnight. But with these strategies, you can start shifting the balance, taking back control of your time, and building a life that’s actually worth your attention.

    So start now. Turn off the noise, get brutally honest with yourself, and start unfu*king your focus.

  • Through the Eyes of Love

    By R. T. Garner

    They were children, young and bright,
    Dreams like stars in the quiet night.
    But in their homes, those dreams grew thin,
    Boxed in by the beliefs held within.

    Jonah loved the sky so wide,
    With planets and stars he could not hide.
    But his parents saw him through a narrow frame,
    Autism became his only name.

    “Be realistic,” they softly sighed,
    And Jonah’s dreams began to die.
    He learned to lower his hopeful gaze,
    Caught in their well-meaning, fearful haze.

    He stopped speaking of the stars above,
    Became a stranger to his own love.
    His spirit dimmed, his world shrank small,
    Trapped in a diagnosis, behind a wall.

    Across town, Emily faced her fight,
    Her truth unfolding in the soft moonlight.
    Bisexual, she whispered in the dark,
    But her parents’ hearts couldn’t bear the spark.

    They saw her truth as a storm to outlast,
    Hoping it was something that soon would pass.
    “Maybe in time, you’ll see what’s right,”
    But Emily’s world became wrapped in night.

    She lived two lives, her spirit split,
    Hiding herself just to fit.
    Her love and dreams, locked away tight,
    Shame and fear clouding her sight.

    Their homes, meant to be safe and warm,
    Became places of silent, internal storms.
    Their parents, loving but lost in belief,
    Gave them a world built on fear and grief.

    But there’s more to Jonah than a label’s mark,
    More to Emily than a love kept dark.
    They are not the limits their parents see,
    They are endless oceans yearning to be free.

    Let us learn from the stories they tell,
    Of how belief can lift or build a shell.
    For every child deserves a space,
    Where they are loved, not put in place.

    So may we see them whole and true,
    Not what we fear, but what they pursue.
    For in their dreams, their hopes, their flight—
    They hold the world in their own right.

  • Beyond the Diagnosis: Walking Away from a Family That Couldn’t See Me

    Beyond the Diagnosis: Walking Away from a Family That Couldn’t See Me

    By R.T. Garner

    When someone asked me this week? “What was the hardest choice you had to make in life?” I didn’t hesitate to answer. It was the decision to leave my family behind. Not because I wanted to, but because I had to. As a combat veteran living with PTSD, I faced a reality where the people who were supposed to love and support me unconditionally began to see me only through the narrow lens of my diagnosis. For years, I struggled with the decision. I tried to make things work, tried to get them to see me for who I really am—a person, not a problem. But it became clear that staying would mean losing myself. I had to choose between preserving my sanity, my identity, and my well-being or remaining in a relationship that had become toxic and damaging.

    Leaving my family wasn’t about giving up on them; it was about choosing myself. It was about recognizing that the environment was no longer healthy for me. When you have PTSD, every part of your life is scrutinized and filtered through that lens by people who don’t understand what it means to live with it. Every bad day or moment of vulnerability was turned into an issue to be corrected rather than a natural human experience to be understood. My family saw my struggles as symptoms of my “condition,” not as challenges that I was facing with courage and resilience. I was never seen as someone who could thrive or grow; I was only seen as someone with a “problem” to be managed.

    This constant pathologizing of my life became more than just frustrating—it became deeply toxic. It’s one thing to live with PTSD, but it’s another to have it constantly weaponized against you by those who are supposed to be your biggest supporters. It is isolating and damaging when every emotion, every decision, and every action is judged based on your diagnosis. It strips away your humanity and makes you feel trapped in a narrative that isn’t yours. It undermines your self-worth and makes you question your reality. You start to wonder if maybe you are just a “problem” after all. That kind of toxicity seeps into your soul, making you doubt yourself and your capacity to live a full, authentic life.

    I still remember one particularly jarring moment when my sister said, “He just wants us to change for him.” I was struck by the irony and hypocrisy in that statement. For years, they tried to change me—tried to mold me into someone they could understand or feel comfortable with. They wanted me to fit their narrative of what a person with PTSD should be like. They wanted me to change how I expressed myself, how I lived my life, and how I handled my emotions. They wanted me to be “fixed” in a way that suited them, without ever truly understanding what I needed. The real change I was seeking wasn’t for them to become different people—it was for them to stop reducing me to a diagnosis and start seeing me as a whole person. The hypocrisy in their expectation that I accept their version of support, while dismissing my need to be seen and respected for who I am, became too much to bear.

    It wasn’t just about the judgment; it was also about the limitations they tried to impose on me. They told me what I could and couldn’t do, what kind of job I should have, what kind of relationships I should pursue, and what my goals should be—all based on their perception of PTSD. It was as if they decided my potential had a ceiling that I could never break through. My dreams and ambitions were dismissed, overshadowed by the stigma of my diagnosis. They couldn’t see beyond their fears and misconceptions, and I couldn’t keep living under the weight of their expectations and doubts.

    It took years of inner conflict, of weighing my love for them against the need to protect myself, to come to the decision to walk away. The choice wasn’t easy, and it wasn’t made lightly. I went through countless moments of doubt, guilt, and fear. I missed them—I still do. I miss the idea of what family should be: a place of unconditional love, understanding, and support. I miss the times we could just laugh and talk without the shadow of PTSD hanging over every interaction. But what I don’t miss is the toxic relationship, the feeling of being misunderstood and judged, or the constant attempts to “fix” me when there was nothing broken in the first place.

    Choosing to walk away was the hardest decision I’ve ever made because it meant accepting that my family could not give me what I needed—a safe, supportive space where I was seen as more than my diagnosis. It meant accepting that, as much as I love them, our relationship was causing me more harm than good. I had to choose my own mental health, my own growth, and my own happiness over the comfort of familiarity. I had to choose to prioritize myself over their expectations and judgments.

    Since making that choice, I’ve felt a profound sense of freedom and relief. I no longer live under the weight of their perceptions or their need to control how I should live my life. I have built a life where I am more than my PTSD—a life where I am a survivor, a combat veteran, a person with ambitions and dreams that I am actively pursuing. I have found strength in choosing myself and in reclaiming my narrative.

    I have rebuilt my life, found new meaning, and achieved things I never thought possible. I’ve taken on challenges, both personal and professional, that my family never believed I could handle. I’ve proven to myself that I am not defined by PTSD but by my resilience, my strength, and my capacity to grow beyond it. Walking away wasn’t about abandoning my family; it was about embracing my right to be seen as a whole person. It was about creating a life where I am not limited by others’ fears or misconceptions but defined by my courage and determination to live authentically.

    Do I still love my family? Yes. Do I miss them? Absolutely. But do I miss the toxic relationship? No, I don’t. I don’t miss being reduced to a diagnosis or being treated like someone who is broken or incapable. I don’t miss having my dreams dismissed or my worth questioned. Choosing to walk away allowed me to see myself clearly, to understand my value, and to embrace my potential. It allowed me to step away from a narrative that wasn’t mine and to reclaim my story on my terms.

    So, when asked, “What was the hardest choice you had to make in life?” my answer is clear. It was choosing myself over my family. It was choosing to leave behind what was holding me back and stepping into a future where I could define my worth, my path, and my peace. It took years to come to that decision, and it came with a lot of grief, but it was the best decision I ever made. I chose to live fully, to love myself fiercely, and to refuse to be boxed in by a single chapter of my past. I chose to be free.

  • The Power of Positivity: Embracing a Positively Charged Mindset

    The Power of Positivity: Embracing a Positively Charged Mindset

    by R. T. Garner

    In a world awash with challenges and uncertainties, maintaining a positive mental attitude can really be an ace in the hole. Think of it: positive charges repel positive charges. The force of the good vibes and thoughts we keep in our minds repels the negative, leaving space for growth and success.

    The significance of having a positive outlook and mindset goes beyond just being cheerful and acting as if everything is ideal. A positive mindset includes:

    • Creating a hopeful perspective.
    • Looking at problems as chances for growth.
    • Being thankful no matter how difficult the situation is.

    Resilience is a significant factor in maintaining a positive mindset. It is critical to look at setbacks and failures as learning experiences. Instead of letting them bring you down, use them as an opportunity for growth. Above all, embracing a growth mindset, the belief that you can learn and grow is essential to staying upbeat.

    An optimistic mindset is equally as crucial in sculpting the way we perceive and interact with the world. When we view situations with a positive frame of mind, we are not only more apt to see the good in humanity but also are able to solve problems imaginatively and transmit a contagious energy, which in turn nurtures the lives around us.

    In addition, a positive attitude can significantly improve our overall health. Studies have demonstrated that having a “glass half full” mentality can have a positive impact not only on us but also on the environment. Recommend a positive vibe that can diminish stress, stimulate immune systems, and increase the resistance against mental problems. With such an optimistic vision, one becomes the power of the soul and feels more comfortable and confident in life.

    Choosing to be positive takes conscious effort and dedication. It means walking the uphill path, cultivating self-awareness, and forcing positivity to uproot negativity. It’s a radical choice, and Christina had to make it.

    Ultimately, taking up a hopeful attitude and point of view doesn’t mean you’re burying your head in the sand or oblivious to the negative aspects of life. Instead, it’s about approaching life with grit, resilience, and gratitude. By looking at the world through a more affirmative lens, you can not only survive life but continue to flourish and thrive regardless of the challenges and hurdles in your way. In many ways, cultivating the art of hope is a way of giving ourselves the ultimate advantage in life. Let’s make our lives reflect our belief in the power of good faith.