So, to update anyone who is actually interested in my blogs, the boyfriend is home and I'm having an awesome time with him/his family/friends, and trying to make time for my life ontop of it all. I'm currently at home, which I wish I weren't, but I have drill all weekend, and need to be up in about 4 hours to be there. We have a 3-3 1/2 hour drive to Camp Atterbury, if anyone knows where that is, where we will be "camping out" in the field, cooking for breakfast and dinner for the unit.
Yes, I am a cook in the Army National Guard, and no, I really don't care if you think that's a credible job or not, it helps me pay my bills, get close with the people in my unit, and we have a damn good time burning ourselves on the CK (pretty much our "kitchen") and shootin the shit since we only see each other once a month.
I've been in the military for 3 years, and some days I hate it, some days I love it, but all-in-all, it's a pretty good gig. It got me into shape (then out again) and now I have a family who isn't blood, whom I love with all my heart, and would literally give up my life to save. Can't really say that about alot of people, so believe me when I say they mean alot to me.
Other than the boyfriend being home, and spending oodles amounts of time with him, and having drill coming up tomorrow, nothing really has changed in my life. Some days I think I'm crazy, some days I'm really happy. Talked with my roommate for a couple hours tonight, and I'm thinking about going to see a psychologist to see what the hell is wrong with me. Not to get too personal, but my dad is the culprit. He put alot of unrealistic ideals in my head, and now it's pretty much ruined my life. Long story short, it's been a bitch of a ride, and maybe I need a little push to get back to (somewhat) sanity, and lead a (somewhat) normal life, and be happy with who I am.
Regardless of what your opinions are on medications to regulate mood, no hasty comments please, just remember what your parents taught you..
"If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."
Encouraging words will be welcomed.
Yes, I am a cook in the Army National Guard, and no, I really don't care if you think that's a credible job or not, it helps me pay my bills, get close with the people in my unit, and we have a damn good time burning ourselves on the CK (pretty much our "kitchen") and shootin the shit since we only see each other once a month.
I've been in the military for 3 years, and some days I hate it, some days I love it, but all-in-all, it's a pretty good gig. It got me into shape (then out again) and now I have a family who isn't blood, whom I love with all my heart, and would literally give up my life to save. Can't really say that about alot of people, so believe me when I say they mean alot to me.
Other than the boyfriend being home, and spending oodles amounts of time with him, and having drill coming up tomorrow, nothing really has changed in my life. Some days I think I'm crazy, some days I'm really happy. Talked with my roommate for a couple hours tonight, and I'm thinking about going to see a psychologist to see what the hell is wrong with me. Not to get too personal, but my dad is the culprit. He put alot of unrealistic ideals in my head, and now it's pretty much ruined my life. Long story short, it's been a bitch of a ride, and maybe I need a little push to get back to (somewhat) sanity, and lead a (somewhat) normal life, and be happy with who I am.
Regardless of what your opinions are on medications to regulate mood, no hasty comments please, just remember what your parents taught you..
"If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."
Encouraging words will be welcomed.
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bigjc1980:
I'm in the national guard and I've deployed twice. Currently deployed. If domineering told me it wasn't a real job d punch them in face lol
sawdoff:
HOAH