Wednesday, September 24, 2008
My life is never less than a roller coaster as some of you may know. All of our lives are that way, but this past week has been especially coaster-ish. I try not to complain about my job publicly too much, but I'd be a liar to say I love it all the time. Like I've said before, I LOVE being a SOLDIER, but sometimes I don't love the tasks, the people, wearing green all the time, the waking up early, not being able to keep a nice mani/pedi, and lots of stuff. It's all the little things that I would probably find in any other occupation as well. Those little things though are what seem to break me down as of late. I think my family matters are built up in me too. How do you mourn and move on when you're only allotted a day and half? I wasn't back to work after the funeral for more than an hour before someone decided they needed to break me down (repeatedly). I'm sure it's merely coincidence and lack of tact that this person chose to use those words at that moment, but at the same time I can't help but feel like they're purposefully attacking me for some personal reason of their own. I can't even begin to understand why someone would choose to be so cruel. We all have bad days, and we all take things out on people who don't deserve to be in our cross-fires, but this has been going on for the entire week. It's like a switch has been flipped suddenly. I'm not the only one being used as a punching bag for this person though. I'm just tired of having to hold my tongue sometimes, but really it's probably for the best. I mean, what would snapping back do anyway?