The military has done a phenomenal job of instilling a certain mindset in me... in a world where everything is governed by rules and regulations, there is no GRAY area. It is strictly black or white, pass or fail, meets or does not meet. So it should be no secret to the individuals who could be in my life to know why they either are, or they are not meeting expectations.
If one should need a visual, let me provide:
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| Does Not Meet |
I work hard. I provide for a family of five. I want people in my life who want to be here. Who want to share in my successes and support me through my failures. I deserve the best, because I strive to be among the best. What I don't deserve is to work so hard, only to have to work harder to maintain the relationships that should just naturally exist in my life. It's exhausting, and disappointing, and heartbreaking.
What does the Air Force do when we fail to meet expectations? They drop us like a bad habit... send us packing. FIRE us. Hasta la vista baby.
So in light of embracing my way of life, I've decided to give up ice cream. It's so much easier not to worry about how I'm going to scrape it off the ground to try to enjoy what hasn't melted yet.
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