So if you have followed my blog you already know that I will be retiring from the military on April 30, 2016. Lately I’ve been feeling so much pressure about this, that without notice Anxiety has moved back into my home and has claimed my spare bedroom once again. One of my co-workers told me once that all military people are really institutionalized and that’s why we suffer so much once we submit our pink slip in hopes to become civilized civilians.
I fantasize about wearing my pencil skirts with modern vintage tops almost everyday. I can’t wait to be in board meetings and not have to continuously adjust my combat boot straps, to ensure my uniform is still looking flawless. I want female co-workers to give me some Ohhhh’s and Awwww’s about my hot shoes of the day, and have the opportunity to give the juicy details of how I scored them during a great sale.
I can feel you wanting to slap me and say wake up, and realize the importance should be about having a good job that can pay my bills, and not the hollywood idealism that every work day as a civilian for me will be a good reality show. A reality show filled with catty talking, fashion bragging, very little working, with a hefty check electronically deposited in my bank for working little and looking fabulous a lot…..
My truth….I haven’t been a civilian for over 22 years, and I am use to being upper management and in charge. I realize that I will have to start from the bottom, or maybe from the middle, (with my education and professional background) but all in all….I am clueless on what life will be like as a civilian.
Can someone evict Anxiety?