Welcome back to writing me! I’m not sure how often I’m going to be able to write moving forward because I’M DOING THE COOLEST THING! I made some pretty big life changes since I fell off the writing wagon but I’m hoping to get back into the swing of things if for no other reason than to preserve my sanity while I’m enrolled at DLI.
I went ahead and left my relationship, my home, and my old job behind to pursue my dreams to do embassy work as an interpreter for the US Navy as a Cryptologic Technical Interpreter/ Linguist. I didn’t think I would actually go through with it to be honest. Even up until Ryan was dropping me off at the hotel on my final night as a civilian before shipping out to bootcamp, I didn’t want to let go. I must have asked about a hundred times whether what I was doing was silly, whether we should just turn around and go home.
He didn’t ask me to stay, which I know now was what I really wanted or thought I needed, him to tell me “don’t do it,” which I knew he never would. Our relationship was effectively severed then and there when I stepped out of his silver impala and checked myself in to the Airport Marriott.
I took my meal voucher down to the restaurant in the hotel lobby and contemplated whether I should avoid pasta the night before my big flight, or indulge generously in one of my last meals of freedom. I went with the salad (mistake). Then I went back up into my room and lied awake almost all night staring at the ceiling and doubting myself while my roommate cried in her bed.
In fact, the next day after swearing in (for real this time), and getting to the airport at last, I was still unsure as to whether my decision was the right one. Now I’m sure, but it took a LOT to get to this point. There is so much I wish I would have known, some of which I SHOULD have known, much more of which there was no way to prepare for.
So I guess this is going to be somewhat of a diary entry series delineating my Bootcamp experience and my initial moments of Navy life.