THIS IS NOT A GAME!
Anyone over the age of 35 should remember these words from the “original” series…”your mission, should you choose to accept it…”, I remember watching that show with my heart pounding thinking to myself, “I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” I was a little bit of a tomboy, and I always thought that whatever the boys could do well, I could do as well.
So I went into the military after high school, unwillingly, but I went. Nobody told me what to expect, no one prepared me for the hell on Earth that I was going to face. No one. Had I known then what I know now, I would have gladly adopted the mountainous loads of student loans to have avoided the first experience that changed my life. I guess at this point I can tell you that I believe the military ended up hating me as much as I hated it lol. No, I didn’t give it an easy time at all; as a matter of fact I tried to do the opposite of everything instructed. I believe that I spent more time mopping floors, running laps or in C.C than I did in actual service. The one thing that someone did tell me before I left on that late night flight for San Antonio was that “Basic Training” was set up to break your will, and to break you out of your old habits. I have to agree that it is what they tried to do; unfortunately they underestimated MY will. If told to run, I walked and if told to march I would shuffle. I’m still amazed that I made it through basic training at all, possibly due to a lenient and forgiving training instructor. Or maybe because they just wanted to get rid of me.
I’ll be honest, I was always a very nice girl but I was the middle child and always seemed to fade into the background, which was fine by me. However, when I left high school I decided to exert my independence and then when I entered the military they immediately tried to stifle the one thing that I was determined to exert. That didn’t work for me at the time, so I became disobedient. I know…this doesn’t sound good at all, but it is the truth! Read the rest of this entry »