A big thanks to a SAIA driver

As far as PTSD goes, I know that Vietnam era vets who came back with PTSD, or whatever it may have been called at the time, were given any number of heavy medications including barbiturates, benzos, and anti-psychotics.

Earlier generations were also medicated. It just wasn't called PTSD.

 

And sadly enough, some of those meds were far worse than the PTSD they were trying to cover. And that is all they can do, is mask over the worst cases, some of the less serious cases where helped a great deal by them.

Earlier generations, IE Korea and WWII vets had the same symptoms, but it was called "shell shock," if my memory is correct.

 

95% of the local guys I work with never had the joy of late night truck stop parking.

Matter of fact, I had to do a route drive along with a 13 year employee and 25 year driver who had only ever done local. He took the 30 at a Petro so he could get a bigmac. Parked next to the scale.

 

Yeah. I went local to be with my family, which I love more than anything.
BUT
I really miss the freedom from BS of OTR.

This local job might as well be an office job. The amount of driver drama and micro managing amazes me.

I have a total of 4 managers. Four.

After each 12-14 hour shift, at least two of them find some reason to want to talk about something trivial.

Some days, I just want to do regional m-f runs with a carrier and escape the BS. Only seeing my daughter everyday holds me back.