We didn’t question the order to go to war, so why are we questioned about what the war did to us? 

We wrote a blank check and pledged our sacred honor for our country, but the Department of Veterans Affairs (VA) isn’t helping enough. Since September 11, 2001, over 130,000 veterans have ended their own lives.

One suicide is a tragedy. What do you call one hundred and thirty THOUSAND?

We need to fix the VA now because our lives depend on it.

In 2024, the VA spent $571 million to stop suicides. But where did the money go? Did it save anyone? I don’t see enough proof that it’s working. Worse, when we ask for help, the VA makes us tell our war stories over and over again. It hurts, and it’s not fair. The people deciding if I get help often never saw a battlefield. This messed-up system might be why so many of us feel lost, hopeless, helpless and then give up.

The numbers make me sick. Younger veterans, aged 18-35, are almost three times more likely to die by suicide than people who didn’t serve. For women veterans, it’s 2.5 times higher than other women. Even older veterans like me are hurting more than ever. If this happened at a company—where people were so miserable they hurt themselves—everyone would yell for change. I’m yelling for change now!

Here’s How I’d Start to Fix It:

Trust Me First: When I prove I served (verified DD-214), the VA should help me right away. I shouldn’t have to fight to show my pain came from war. I earned more respect than that.

Learn the Disney Way: Disney makes people happy with the attitude of second-to-none guest service and fun. The VA could train its administrators and staff through the Disney Institute to learn to treat me in a way that makes me feel like I matter and makes me smile.

Use Cool Tech: Things like facial recognition could say my name when I walk in and get me help faster in a personalized (and secure) way. Now, it’s “Last name? Last four social?” Without even looking up.

Make the VA Appealing: Turn VA facilities into welcoming experiences that project care: clean and green, curb appeal, emphasis on maintenance, warm/cool and comfortable, like coming home—like a resort. I’d want to go there, and it might sooth my stress.

Help All of Me: Don’t just fix my body—fix my mind, too! Focus on holistic wellness, not just medical treatment. Add gyms, pools, courts, fields, recreation, activities and groups where I can talk with other veterans. It could make me stronger, more fit and happier.

Be Honest and Quick: The VA needs to show where my money goes and stop making me wait years for help, or taking years to fix things. Waiting has left me and others with nothing—sometimes not even a home.

Bring in Military Helpers: Doctors, nurses, medical specialists, Corpsmen and medics from the Active Duty, National Guard and Reserves could work at the VA. They get what I’ve been through because they’ve been there too. Rotating in military medical personnel could also help retention and recruitment. If they see quality care up close and personal, they know what they are getting themselves into.

Make Asking for Help Normal: Don’t call the suicide hot line a “crisis line.” Just say, “Hurting? Call 988.” I’m not weak for needing help—I’m brave for asking. On the battlefield, one can hear a cry for help: “Medic!” “Corpsman!” That’s what we’re saying when we finally gather the courage to walk in through the front door.

We honor those who never came home by caring for those who did.

We can’t wait anymore. The VA promised to take care of every veteran with respect, dignity and urgency. Lincoln said, “Care for those who bore the battle,” not “Oh, only those parts the soldier can prove were affected by the battle, and oh, by the way, take a number.”

The VA cuts us up with a percentage of “disability” compensation and care. Imagine that? A percentage. Is that what we should have said prior to taking the hill? “Hey, Sarge, I only want to risk 10%, is that OK?”

It’s amazing that they bury the whole person, and not just the percentage they say died because of the war.

My question isn’t going away—I am raising my voice to hopefully make things happen!

We made an all-in bet for everything up to and including our lives. It’s time the VA made good on that bet.

Our dead comrades can’t tell you how they hurt, but we can. Please listen to us now.