A Soldier Comes Home and a War With Schizophrenia Begins
A Soldier Comes Home and a War With Schizophrenia Begins Jason A Jepson Schizophrenia Bulletin , Volume 52, Issue 1, January 2026, sbac079, https://doi.org/10.1093/schbul/sbac079 Published: 29 June 2022 I joined the Army with the best of intentions. I was working as a preschool teacher’s aide—a good job—but I wanted to do more. 9/11 was still a recent memory, so I decided that it was time to serve my country. I went for basic and advance training in Fort Knox Kentucky. It was tough. Some soldiers don’t even get through training. The drill sergeants tear you down and try to bring you back up again. During my first couple of weeks in basic, I got smoked a lot. Smoked is when a drill sergeant yells at you to run up and down steps, or to do push up until you achieve muscle failure. Some soldiers who experience this, either cry or just drop. I didn’t do either one. A drill sergeant would get into my face and yell, “Why don’t you cry?!” I didn’t have an answer. I remember o...