Inside to the Military Life

Intro

   Ah, the military life.

What seems to be going on great adventures to new places and using guns 24/7, really isn't all that it's made out to be. It's a lot of crying, screaming, divorcing, missing family and friends, depression, PTSD, and having nowhere to claim as your home.

  The question a military child has the most trouble answering is not "what's your favorite food," or "what's your favorite band?" No. It's "So, where are you from?" This usually brings up more questions than it entailed. It requires a lot of thinking, question asking, verification, and worst of all, memories. We ask "do you mean where I was born, or the place I liked best, or the place I loved the longest.." etc. you usually stare at us with a blank expression. You just asked a simple question, right? Nope. We later on continue to think through our memories of our friends, our families, our best school, our life back "home".

Well. We don't have a home. And probably won't for a long time.

Some military families move once a year. Some every two years. Some every three, four, so on and so forth. I even knew some people who hadn't moved but maybe twice and they were in ninth grade. Hell. Some even moved every six months. But everything is revolved around rank in this business.

Had a friend whose father was an officer, and yours was enlisted? Good luck. Your father their fathers boss? Don't even think about it. Many potential friendships were ruined because of this system. And it's all just too hard to think of.

So, enough of my blabbering. Here are a few stories of military children, and some explanations of military life. First, we'll start with mine...