Six years ago I made a decision that changed my life. On the 31st of July I will continue down that path. I am re-enlisting.
if it werent for the craptacular economy I would be outprocessing and preparing myself for life as a civilian. Instead, I am trudging anoth 6 years down this road.
I must admit that the military isnt what I see myself doing for the next six years. However, I have a responcibility to my children to provide the best possible life for them. That means I must hold my breath and endure another aching journey through military life.
I suppose that I could make the best out of it. I mean I do have it much better than a lot of peoeple I know. But its rough. It has scarred me emotionally to the point where I can no longer express my true feelings. I must bite my tounge and swallow my emotions.
I no longer take pride in my work. I used to. I used to glow with every accomplishement. Now those accomplishments are meaningless. If you work hard your entire life and never receive any thanks or appreciation, then isn’t it all a waste? I would have recieved the same amount of gratification by doing the bare minimum.
This second term for me will prove exactly how I feel, that trying hard doesn’t matter because no one really cares. I wont push myself or get stressed out. I’ll go to work and do my job. At the end of the day I’ll go home and love my family.
