My dream from high school was to join the Coast Guard. I was like 40 pounds overweight, so it seemed impossible to me, mainly because I am so unmotivated when it comes to exercise. I got down to the right weight and initiated the process with a recruiter. I got processed at MEPS, took the ASVAB (which I miraculously aced without studying), and my recruiter was over-the-moon at having snagged me as a recruit. I was pretty ecstatic about my dream coming true.
Then, they sit you down in a room with a sheet of questions and start threatening you with a 2 year jail sentence and a $200k fine if you’re caught lying on the form. The questions asked about drug history, medical history, and criminal history. There was one that asked if I’d ever been in the hospital.
I sat and pondered what to do here. I’d spent some time in hospital psych ward during my relationship with a sociopath, trying to sort my brain out and getting help. I didn’t figure I could lie because if my records got audited, hospital records can be found. So, I checked yes. Then I got pulled aside and asked why, and when I explained, the doctor said they would have to investigate and get back to me.
Even though, when I’d asked, I was told at the hospital that my diagnosis was Major Depression, some fucktard put down on my chart that I’m bipolar, which apparently immediately disqualified me. I tried to reason with the doctor, told him it was a mistake, that I’d be willing to be evaluated by as many doctors as they liked, they would quickly see the diagnosis was wrong.
It didn’t make any difference.. he kind of just shrugged. I guess they don’t care enough? Anyway, I got this horrid, condescending letter in the mail after they decided my fate that said, While we’re sure you’ll have every success in the civilian world, we’re afraid we cannot accept you… blah blah blah.
Ugh. It makes me so mad. A stupid mistake kinda broke my heart a little.
Oh, and I want gay marriage, too.