I skipped over this part of the packet for a reason. I just read the 70% rating (I was 30%). I mean, they are doctors who specialize in this, so I am not one to contradict their definition. I know that I don't hallucinate, but xxxxxxx hell. 90% of the rest of it is spot-on. Things have been getting progressively worse. I've never once thought about suicide, though. In fact, I think the other way. My training saved me and my men's lives countless times. Sure, there was luck, but we were some trained motherfuckers. And I loved helping my junior Marines with problems. My last job was in IT for a large investment bank. I solved problems for my junior guys as well as my customers who had issues with their desk set-ups, trading desks, etc.. IT stuff always came naturally, and I want to get some awesome certifications so I'm bonafide if/when I enter the workforce, as I'll have a large employment gap. I LOVE helping people, maybe not on a clinical level, but in an office setting. It was high op tempo, with great pay (I worked in Midtown NYC), for a great company. That's where I need to get back to. I just hope the VocRehab people don't cheesedick my application. Semper Fi