Thursday, September 9, 2021

My Story of 9/11 and the War on Terror


It's been twenty years since the darkest day in American history; September 11, 2001. There are grown adults now who weren't even born when terrorists attacked the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. Those adults have no concept of what it was like that day. That is not a judgment on them, it is just amazing to me. It was also the day that came to define my young adulthood.
 

 I was in the Army on that day. I was in year two of what would be over a decade of active service. I was twenty years old. I didn't have any intention of staying past my first enlistment. But the events of that day compelled me to re-enlist twice, the second time from an active combat zone in Iraq. I look back on that day twenty years ago and everything that happened because of it, and I contrast it with what has happened in the past few weeks in Afghanistan and I cannot help but feel like everything we all went through, everything we sacrificed, was all for nothing. 

I cannot help but feel like our leaders in the year 2021 failed every veteran who served in the War on Terror. We left Iraq in late 2011 and Isis took it over. This year, before we were even completely out of Afghanistan, the Taliban, the very government we fought to depose and free that country from, took everything over once again. Thirteen American troops died in a terror attack amidst the chaos the ensued. As a result, we are now exactly back to where we were on September 10, 2001. Twenty years of sacrifice all for nothing.