I'm minded of my late father and grandfathers experiences after WW1 and WW2 respectively.
In grandfathers case he was one of the many who being on his uppers come de-mob was given a tray of bloody shoelaces to sell in the town centre.
Those fours years of hell in the trenches of Ypres etc were well worth it he most have thought.
As for my father who like yourself was a regular and not a conscripted man, he went through such jollities as the battles of Crete, Palestine, North Africa, India and finally the fun-fest that was Burma.
Upon his de-mob whilst looking for employment he went to the local office of the US equivalent of welfare to get some financial help so as to get back on his feet again.
He was told that he was entitled to nothing!
WHY!?
"Because sir you haven't resided in the UK for the last ten years therefore have no entitlement to anything."
He quickly pointed out that six of those bloody years were spent dodging muck and bullets for the likes of him whereupon he was told quite smarmily
"There's thousands like you chum good day."
My father then spent the next nine months in the local workhouse before finding work and never looking back as they say, telling all his sons once each was old enough to understand, "If war should happen again and this shower of shit (Government of the day) ever gives the call to arms then don't bloody bother lad, it's not worth it."
Fast forward to today and our service personnel are still treated as shoddily as your own with many homeless street dwellers amongst them complete with all the mental and physical problems you yourself mention.
Poor treatment of service personnel it would seem it was ever thus.
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