Noah

Mānawa maiea te aroha. ​He ngākau titikaha, he ringa raupā. ​Ko te whānau te tūāpapa, ko te kāinga te ūkaipō. ​E rere ana te toto o ngā tūpuna i roto i tōku tinana. ​He wairua Māori, he ngākau Māori. ​Tū mokemoke ana au ki te tihi o Tongariro, e matakitaki ana i te ātaahua o te ao

[daughterofnoman]

[solitaryvisitor]

Wishing you the a wonderful day on your birthday Mr boss man 🎂 @thechosenorder

[rainizabeljay]

Happy birthday beautiful @missjtheorder

You always remembered everyone's birthday 🎊🎂🎁

Miss your beautiful face

[miss-v-gold]

@missjtheorder saw this and thought of you - don’t underestimate the colours you radiate 🌈🌷

[yuridemonanarchist]

Tacks & Fire 🔥😜

[solitaryvisitor]

Wishing my good friend yuridemonanarchist a fantastic day on your special day

[miss-v-gold]

💫

[cashmaxwrestles]

🌼 🦋 🐿️ 💛 favourite time of the year..

[solitaryvisitor]

Make it a feasty one fellas 🤗

[solitaryvisitor]

Happy birthday dear @aimee-sparx

Have lots of cake tonight 😋

[alphakat7]

❤️ @missjtheorder 🖤 @thechosenorder love u guys x

[solitaryvisitor]

Lets go @alphakat7 @miss-v-gold💥

[yuridemonanarchist]

💦

[solitaryvisitor]

Yep 🔥

[solitaryvisitor]

Happy new year folks 🎂🎂🎂

[miss-v-gold]

[thechosenorder]

I don't usually write on here but this is for those who need to see this message during the festive season 🎄

They say the war ends when you sign the papers and get on the plane... But for a lot of us, the war just changes location. It moves from the battlefield to the living room. From the patrol route to the space between your ears.

​Most of you see me behind the bar here at the Midnight Xpress, pouring pints, cracking jokes, laughing at the regulars' stories. You see the guy who made it back.

​What you don’t see is the shaking in my hands that I hide by wiping down the counter a little too hard. You don’t see me stepping into the walk-in cooler just to scream silently because a car backfired outside..... or because the crowd got too loud and suddenly my chest felt like it was being crushed in a vice.

​You don't see the panic attacks that hit at 3 AM when the silence is louder than the mortar fire ever was.

​Wearing the mask of "I’m fine" is heavier than any rucksack I ever carried. It’s exhausting to pretend the ghosts aren’t sitting on the barstool next to me.....

​To my brothers and sisters who are fighting that same battle right now.... I see you.....I know the holidays make the shadows longer..... I know the "merry and bright" feels like a lie when you’re just trying to survive the night.

​That is why the Midnight Xpress will not be closing its doors this Christmas.

​If you are a veteran struggling with the darkness... if you have no family to go to... or if you don’t have a roof over your head this season... come here... We are open...We are serving full Christmas meals on the house. No bill. No questions. No pity. Just a hot plate... a safe place.. and people who understand that "coming home" is a lifelong process.

​And finally.... to the few people who have stood by my side through the years of rage.. silence... and fear... thank you. You held me up when I couldn't stand. You loved the broken parts of me until I could learn to live with them. I am here because of you.

​You are not alone. See you at the Xpress.

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​_MidnightXpress _PTSDAwareness _ChristmasForVets _YouAreNotAlone _EndTheStigma _Brotherhood

[solitaryvisitor]

We won 🫶🏾