Saturday, April 25, 2009

Other paths to grown-upness

My boyfriend has decided to enlist in the Marines. I won't go into his reasons, but I'll tell you my reaction: upset and nervous. I'll break this down.

Why I'm upset:
- Boot camp is 12 weeks long (He'll probably start in January. Happy birthday to me!).
- The time commitment, from the start of boot camp, is four years. Wilson said that if I lived in Ann Arbor, we'd be able to see each other about every two months. If I lived near the base, it would be more like twice a week. This brings me to my second list.

Why I'm nervous:
- What if his base had nothing around it/ was in a very conservative area/ was in the South so I could never go outside without mass amounts of sunblock? I don't like the idea of choosing between liking where I am and hating that I can't see Wilson or hating where I am and liking that I can see Wilson.
- What if he turns into a violent, emotion-repressing thug? I'm a pacifist-hippie type. As I said to Wilson, I don't want him to end up driving a truck with an American flag decal on the back window (If you drive one of these, I'm sorry: I don't have anything against you. I just wouldn't date you).
- What if he has to kill people and gets scarred for life?
- What if something happens to him? Obviously my greatest fear.

I promise, I can see how being in the Marines could end up being really good for him, and if that's what he wants to do, I'm going to be supportive. So let's move on to another list.

The positives:
- Wilson said he'll work out with me this summer.

That's one! I'm going to see more eventually. Go go gadget, positive thinking!

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