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2020.09.22 14:46 WWWallace71 [A3: MAIN] OP Spring Break 03' USMC Urban Iraq SUN SEP27 1900 UTC

OP Spring Break 03'

By Wallace

[A3: MAIN] OP Spring Break 03' USMC Urban Iraq SUN SEP27 1900 UTC

BRIEFING:

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SITUATION
Nasariyah, Urban Iraq. April 13th 2003
During last nights Armoured probe across the river, an Abrams callsign WARPIG was ambushed by Hunter-killer RPG teams and took a direct hit to the fuel tank. This immobilized the vehicle and has isolated the crew. Luckily no further damage was done and the crew has survived, however was unable to evacuate the vehicle during the Armoured squadrons retreat. This morning, reinforced by 1st Marine Infantry our primary goal is to clear the surrounding area, and recover the crew and vehicle. Word has spread fast and Fedayeen Fighters have swarmed the area, knowing that the potential destruction of a Coalition tank is good propaganda. Our goal is to save that crew, and clear the surrounding highway. Spring Break y'aaal
OBJECTIVES
[[Map Of AO]]()
Terrain: Kormshar
In-game Time: Late Afternoon-Sunset
Weather: Clear, Overcast.
Medical: Advanced, No re-opening, 3 min Cardiac Arrest
Respawn: Respawn Waves on CO Location.
FRIENDLY FORCES:
ENEMY FORCES:

Slotting:

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Slot Glossary:

Slots
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Slot Name Equipment
COMMAND
CO M16A2 + GL
MED M16A2
ENG Volc M4A1
ADMIN Wallace M16A2 + GL
WARPIG
CMDR Buckethead M4A1
GNNR Zefyr M4A1
DRVGNNR Yozer M4A1 (Note Static and has M240 Turret)
RUBBER DUCKY
CMDDRVR The Ducktator M4A1
GNNR M4A1
ALPHA SL
SL Gibbs M16A2 + M203
MED Cloby M16A2
ALPHA 1
FTL Sniper190 M16A2 + M203
AR Bubbus M249
AAR JoelGer M16A2
MAT Kennedy M4A1 + SMAW
AMAT leetgamer1234 M16A2
ALPHA 2
FTL OddCore M16A2 + M203
MMG Starvolt M240B
AMMG SkyMajor M16A2
RAT Jehearo M16A2 + AT4
RAT Dusty M16A2 + AT4
BRAVO SL
SL M16A2 + M203
MED Kratos M16A2
BRAVO 1
FTL AutarkOS M16A2 + M203
AR Just-Tom M249
AAR SNO M16A2
MAT Fumbl M4A1 + SMAW
AMAT M16A2
BRAVO 2
FTL M16A2 + M203
MMG M240B
AMMG zbrodniarz M16A2
RAT M16A2 + AT4
RAT M16A2 + AT4

Reserves: Cre8or, Pickering, EchoCode

Latrine Digging (Let us know if you can't make it this week):

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2020.09.21 03:26 thr0w_way1954 Want to Join, but Have Been DQ'd Previously

Hello,
Made a throwaway for this since very few in my personal life know about this. I'm pretty sure I already know the answer, but here goes:

The story
- I've always wanted to join the military, and when I was 17 (I'm several years beyond this now) I tried to join the USMC. Had a normal childhood from 11 onward. I was an athlete, good student, pretty much an all American kid. However, for two years (pre-11 years old) I was prescribed a psych medication for a "condition" that was the result of me essentially trying to get the attention of a (then single) parent. I claimed I was having night terrors that would keep me up at night, then my parent would call me into school and I'd be able to spend time with them before they went to work (second shift). Since I never saw them and spent a lot of time alone and/or with grandparents, in my little kid mind, it was great. By the time I signed up and went to MEPS I had moved on from this and my home life was much more stable. I had some minor sports injuries but nothing physically to be concerned over and I mentioned, and was honest about them. I ran into trouble because my parent signed a medical release form to my recruiter and he submitted everything (to include the records of me having taken the medication) without my knowledge. Long story short, I went to a psych consult and tried claiming I didn't remember taking the medication (a poor explanation at the bottom). Of course, the medical review board didn't buy it and I was stuck with a no waiver authorized PDQ, not because of the medication, but because of a character flaw (that was in the notes I read years later).
I was devastated but I eventually made the most of my circumstances. I worked construction for a while and eventually went back to school, and will be finishing a degree in a fairly lucrative scientific field here soon. I'm also in much better shape than I was back then. I slimmed down from a bulky linebacker to a pretty fit martial artist. I still want to join desperately though.
My question
- Would it be possible to join another branch in another state (I'll be relocating for a job)? I've tried getting ahold of recruiters over the years and I always get the "we'll get back to you". I did get ahold of a Marine recruiter who actually did try to resubmit for a physical/waiver after I went back in for an up-to-date psych evaluations (per his request) and the response from MEPS was "the matter is settled". I know I screwed up when I was 17, I've thought about it every day for several years. I guess I'm just wondering if perhaps another MEPS would be willing to entertain processing me if they had a complete view of my life up to this point.
Just in case: No, I actually did not try to lie by omission the first time I tried to enlist when I was a teenager about the medication. I legitimately didn't think about it initially. I was several years removed from that time in my childhood and it had no bearing on my life day-to-day. When I got up to MEPS, the reason I claimed I didn't remember taking the medication at all, was because the reason I was taking it in the first place was factitious, and I knew MEPS wouldn't believe me if I tried telling the truth of the matter. However, I figured if I told the truth based on what was written down (the official diagnosis), then they'd just think I was legitimately unstable. I know, it was stupid. I've lived with the amalgamation of my stupid decisions every day for years.
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2020.09.19 20:16 Lespaul96 Tips on keeping your mind occupied and staying motivated

I don’t ship until March. The wait, more than anything, is getting to me. I am using this time to PT my dick off, and to study things like rank structure and usmc knowledge. Some weeks are better than others moto wise but sometimes it’s hard to keep my eye on The goal and I start to lose motivation. The time is crawling toward my ship date and I’ve still got over 5 months.
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2020.09.18 19:12 MrsPackWoman__ How can I (19F) comfort him?

My boyfriend (21M) is a Marine in the USMC and hes been serving since he was 17 so millitary is all he really knows. He joined right after his father passed away because he felt like there was no purpose to live for and thought the US was gonna go to war with Korea and hes litterally told me he had hoped to die in war...
That is of course until he met me we've been together 11 months now next month would make a year and for the most part things are great. Lots of communication lots of dates and memories we really complement each other. The only problem I notice is that hes verry hard on himself. He never learned how to drive a car because his father passed so he had no one to teach him. I just got my license on Wednesday and he was happy for me but then proceeded to call himself a failure because hes 21 and cant drive.
There are other examples like him feeling worthless because he never got a "real job" even though his risking his life protecting the country and I dont see anything more brave and real than that. Hes upset that he still lives in the barracks and doesent have a place of his own, he got real mad at himself one time because I hate to jumpstart my car and change my tires and he wanted to help me do it but didnt know how (I obviously taught him)
Idk I just want him to be happy and know that it's okay that he doesent know some of these things as he never had anyone to teach him but I dont know what to say that I already havent said . And I also want him to know that I am more than willing to help him learn but then he says stuff like "I dont want my girlfriend helping me I'm the man I should be helping you" and things like that.
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2020.09.16 22:52 CommercialLimit Final DD214 after the IRR?

I served active duty USMC 2012-2017, and my IRR final date was 2-29-2020 (leap day). My DD214 that I got in 2017 says that it isn’t a final discharge, because of the IRR time. Will I be mailed a final DD214 automatically, or do I have to request it? If I have to request it, where do I do that? I found some government website a few weeks ago that said I could request certain documents, but it kept telling me my service number was wrong.
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2020.09.08 23:18 ServingTheMaster [WTS] Magpul RVG $20, (rear) MBUSSET $30, fake KAC rear flip up $30, super ultra fake MBUSSET PRO $15, box of 10 GI mags $100 (WA)

-Hello You Filthy Animals -
I will go by order of reply in the comments to this post. There may be a delay in my response after about 30 minutes or so as this is not the only thing I'm doing today. Calls will be answered in the order they are received.
PP only, you pay GS fees. No PP comments or I will decline the funds and sell your sparkle pony to someone else. All prices are shipped. Know your local laws regarding standard capacity magazine propaganda. I'm not shipping magazines to places still under unlawful ownership restrictions.
Album: https://imgur.com/a/py3fq5h
-Box of 10 metal old-school AR magazines $100. I don't want to split these out, just want to sell the entire box as 10 for 100. All of these magazines are serviceable, with varying levels of salt. Box contains the following:
  1. Colt, 11/2006 manufacture date, Colt logo on the base plate and Colt MFG imprinted on the magazine body, green follower
  2. Unknown manufacturer (no stamp on the base plate), 10/2007 manufacture date, green follower
  3. Unknown manufacturer (no stamp on the base plate), 10/2007 manufacture date, green follower
  4. Tapco, 12/2008 manufacture date, green follower
  5. Center Industries, 07/1991 manufacture date, black follower
  6. Center Industries, 4/2005 manufacture date, LEO Gov restriction imprinted on the magazine body, yellow follower
  7. Center Industries, 4/2005 manufacture date, LEO Gov restriction imprinted on the magazine body, yellow follower
  8. NHMTG, 2/2009 manufacture date, green follower
  9. NHMTG, 2/2009 manufacture date, green follower
  10. NHMTG, 2/2009 manufacture date, green follower
(sold stuff below)
-Magpul RVG $20, this is the longer one that identifies as a picatinny rail accessory. It's been on a few hikes, but it's in great shape.
-Real actual Magpul Rear MBUS $30. It's been mounted once and taken off, never left the house.
-Fake KAC micro flip up rear sight $30. This is a really good fake, it adjusts in both direction, the eye piece is right, it's made from metal, of course it doesn't say 'USMC' on the front, but as far as fake sights go, this is good to go for actual use.
-Super Cheese crappy fake MBUS PRO sights (front and back set) $15. These are made of metal...and they will most likely stay put when you screw them down...but the smaller flip up rear aperture on the rear sight doesn't even flip up into exactly the right spot...so maybe they will work for you, maybe they will not.
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2020.09.08 17:50 Pineapple_Hunter Should I Stay or Should I Go? {HELP!}

Sorry, this is super long.. Any help is greatly appreciated!!
My boyfriend has just joined the USMC, shipping out this month for MCRD San Diego. This is not a high school relationship - I'm 25, he's 28, and we've been living together for nearly three years. I knew he was going to join the Marines before we were even dating, so this has come as no surprise. Somehow, though, I did not mentally prepare myself enough for these kinds of decisions.. The first thing he did after telling me he had joined was ask me to move down to San Diego with him, and I'm very torn.
With all that in mind, here's my dilemma: I obviously want to be with him wherever he goes, but that is out of the question if he gets his wish to be overseas for the majority of the next four years, so does it make sense for me to move to the San Diego area with him?
I just signed a year-long lease on a new apartment (literally two days before my boyfriend swore in, so annoying!) so I have a year to decide, but I'm going to need that time to wrap my head around things and start making plans either way. I'm not afraid of moving to a new area, or living there alone, or any of that. It's actually something I've wanted to do since middle school, so the opportunity is a welcome one! But Southern California would not have been my first choice.. It would be closer to my last choice, really. Is it worth it to move there, just for the chance to maybe see my boyfriend on weekends if he isn't sent overseas right away, and to be here when he gets to come home? Any and all input is welcome! Unless you're a jerk, then go away, nobody likes you. (:
P.S. if you stuck it through to the end of my 10 million word essay, you're a hero and I love you. Sorry I tend to ramble :P
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2020.09.08 17:49 Pineapple_Hunter Should I Stay or Should I Go? {HELP!}

Sorry, this is super long.. Any help is greatly appreciated!!
My boyfriend has just joined the USMC, shipping out this month for MCRD San Diego. This is not a high school relationship - I'm 25, he's 28, and we've been living together for nearly three years. I knew he was going to join the Marines before we were even dating, so this has come as no surprise. Somehow, though, I did not mentally prepare myself enough for these kinds of decisions.. The first thing he did after telling me he had joined was ask me to move down to San Diego with him, and I'm very torn.
With all that in mind, here's my dilemma: I obviously want to be with him wherever he goes, but that is out of the question if he gets his wish to be overseas for the majority of the next four years, so does it make sense for me to move to the San Diego area with him?
I just signed a year-long lease on a new apartment (literally two days before my boyfriend swore in, so annoying!) so I have a year to decide, but I'm going to need that time to wrap my head around things and start making plans either way. I'm not afraid of moving to a new area, or living there alone, or any of that. It's actually something I've wanted to do since middle school, so the opportunity is a welcome one! But Southern California would not have been my first choice.. It would be closer to my last choice, really. Is it worth it to move there, just for the chance to maybe see my boyfriend on weekends if he isn't sent overseas right away, and to be here when he gets to come home? Any and all input is welcome! Unless you're a jerk, then go away, nobody likes you. (:
P.S. if you stuck it through to the end of my 10 million word essay, you're a hero and I love you. Sorry I tend to ramble :P
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2020.09.04 13:59 GypsySpaceMagic Any USMC Pilots that could answer some of my questions/concerns?

Just some background info...I’ve pretty much completed the process to apply for Air Force OTS in January but the estimated OTS date is Summer of 2022. This delay to OTS has motivated me to consider other branches as well.
  1. Considering that I’ve already completed my MEPS physical, how long is the process to OCS in the USMC?
  2. What are the odds that I would end up in a rotary wing aircraft as opposed to fixed wing? I know it probably depends on needs of the USMC, but I’m shooting for fixed wing.
  3. What is life like in the fleet for a pilot? At this point, I’ve got zero problems with living on a ship. I just want to fly.
  4. Is it worth scrapping what I have with the Air Force, and pursuing the USMC?
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2020.09.04 01:53 yubarimelona Somebody actually seriously fucking posted this in response to the Navy Seals pasta and I'm fucking dying

I’m here all weekend - come on ya fuckin punk ass swimmer 🙄 I’ll be waiting on ya - I’ll be waiting on your punk ass - wait matter of fact give me your address I’ll come to wherever you are and give you a chance to make good on your promises since I know you won’t actually come here me Navy SEAL lol what BUDS class were you in bitch? See you’re talking to an Army Ranger - RSC 13-2 - I’ve ACTUALLY been on clandestine missions - I’ve ACTUALLY been in gunfights - and on the 1% chance that you’re ACTUALLY a buds graduate I’ll tell you RQRF in the korangal - we were saving baby seals on a daily basis because they have no fucking idea what to do when bullets start flying the other direction - so no - I’m not worried about you - the USMC is still using gulf war hand me downs so you’re saying your equipment is dated and sporting extensive wear and tear? Annnndddd no need to involve your top secret lies I mean spies whoops - cuzzzzz I just told you and the internet where I live - you can come here or give me your address and I’ll come there - either way 😊
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2020.09.02 08:00 pxh2108 Early Vietnam War USMC M1 Helmet Set impression. The set has the WW2 Steel Pot Front Seam Swivel Bail (Mccord). Liner is Firestone date around mid 50s to early 60s. Especially it has the 1959 Mitchell Cover, the earliest contract to be issued (April 2 1959 or February 4 1959?). Hope you guys enjoy!

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2020.09.01 20:05 Pineapple_Hunter Should I Stay or Should I Go?? {HELP!}

Sorry, this is super long.. Any help is greatly appreciated!!
My boyfriend has just joined the USMC, shipping out this month for MCRD San Diego. This is not a high school relationship - I'm 25, he's 28, and we've been living together for nearly three years. I knew he was going to join the Marines before we were even dating, so this has come as no surprise. Somehow, though, I did not mentally prepare myself enough for these kinds of decisions.. The first thing he did after telling me he had joined was ask me to move down to San Diego with him, and I'm very torn.
With all that in mind, here's my dilemma: I obviously want to be with him wherever he goes, but that is out of the question if he gets his wish to be overseas for the majority of the next four years, so does it make sense for me to move to the San Diego area with him?
I just signed a year-long lease on a new apartment (literally two days before my boyfriend swore in, so annoying!) so I have a year to decide, but I'm going to need that time to wrap my head around things and start making plans either way. I'm not afraid of moving to a new area, or living there alone, or any of that. It's actually something I've wanted to do since middle school, so the opportunity is a welcome one! But Southern California would not have been my first choice.. It would be closer to my last choice, really. Is it worth it to move there, just for the chance to maybe see my boyfriend on weekends if he isn't sent overseas right away, and to be here when he gets to come home? Any and all input is welcome! Unless you're a jerk, then go away, nobody likes you. (:
P.S. if you stuck it through to the end of my 10 million word essay, you're a hero and I love you. Sorry I tend to ramble :P
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2020.08.31 18:44 archerlax OCS Board Dates

Long story short I explored both Navy and USMC aviation thoroughly and ended up getting selected for an SNA slot back in Feb with an OCS date in May. Enter Covid and I’ve been waiting ever since with no new date in sight and zero guidance from Big Navy. Regaining interest in flying USMC.
Without contacting an OSO (they don’t take lightly to “exploring options”), anyone familiar with the upcoming dates for USMC OCS boards/deadlines/selections? When I was working with my prior OSO, I believe it was something like end of Sep deadline for Oct board and then shipping for Jan OCS. Maybe things have changed with Covid. Thanks.
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2020.08.28 15:32 nick_reithmaier USAF MSC (Medical Service Corps) AY21 Results and Reflection

SITUATION
I'm writing this post as an honest reflection of my strengths and deficiencies while applying for MSC. I hope my failure helps someone better their package, ultimately giving USAF a better pool of candidates. (My name will come out on the official list when it's published next week, so I've redacted all my information aside from name and everyone else's information.)
I applied for the AY21 MSC board, which met Mon-Wed 17-19 Aug 2020. I didn't get selected, but I did place as alternate #3 of 5. Alternate profiles are good reference points for anyone trying to apply, because they represent the cutoff of who is selected and who wasn't. The board doesn't provide feedback on the selections and only provides summary statistics of who was selected. Each candidate profile is a tradespace of attributes, so the MSC board selects the best overall candidates. Thus, a young candidate with high GPA/GRE and letters of rec could get selected over another candidate with more experience but a bad O6 interview. This makes knowing the attributes of all the candidates chosen as alternates (the cutoff) especially useful to gauge your likelihood of success.
https://www.airforce.com/careers/detail/health-services-administrator-hospital-administrator

SELECTION PRIMER
The MSC board selects from both active duty USAF (the AFPC channel) and all other sources (the AFRS channel). USAF reservists, ANG, and all other active duty apply thru the AFRS channel. MSC hasn't released the AY21 summary results as of this post. An active duty airman (AFPC channel) reported that AY21 had a 35% selection rate. Assuming that USAF had similar number of billets to fill as previous years, this suggests that MSC had about 200 applicants this year—about 60 more applicants than previous years. The high applicant rate this year is probably due to 1) the economic downturn causing more people to consider USAF for a job (healthcare was especially hard hit because elective procedures got canceled) and 2) COVID-19 delaying the board date which allowed those individuals the opportunity to apply—this is similar to how the COVID-19 downturn’s impact to airlines is reducing the number of USAF pilot slots available.
https://airforceots.com/viewtopic.php?p=419982#p419982
The AY20 board (that board met in 2019 to select candidates matriculating in 2020) selected 71 out of 139 applicants (51% selection rate). Thus, the alternate candidates are truly the middle of the population. The AY20 candidate averages were 3.67 GPA, 303 GRE, 9.42 of 10 interview score, and 44% had a graduate degree.
https://www.scribd.com/document/473925854/USAF-MSC-AY20-Accession-Stats

APPLICANT INFO - SCHOLASTIC
https://www.scribd.com/document/473927264/05-Transcripts-College-Redacted-pdf
https://www.scribd.com/document/473959968/06-GRE-Scores-from-Feb-2020-Redacted-pdf

APPLICANT INFO - CIVILIAN
I've supported US federal government clients in finance and data analytics. Most of my civilian experience has been at the Office of the SecDef and Office of the SecNav. I've done data analytics work on financial data and built several cost models. (Note that Scribd's web render messed up the PDF formatting, so download the actual PDF to see what the board saw.)
https://www.scribd.com/document/473926092/08a-Resume-USAF-MSC

APPLICANT INFO - MILITARY
https://www.scribd.com/document/473959166/RQS-Reithmaier-Redacted-pdf
https://www.scribd.com/document/473959162/Master-Consolidation-Military-Performance-Redacted-pdf

APPLICANT INFO - LETTERS OF REC
My two letters of recommendation were positive. We could submit a max of two. They both came from two military officers (a USMC O4 and a USMC O5) that supervised me on deployment. These were the same two that authored two of my USMC performance reports. I had could have asked government employees in my civilian job as a DoD contractor to write me a letter of recommendation. I thought a military letter of rec would have been viewed as more favorable. In retrospect, I should have chosen from my civilian contacts because that represented more of my professional experience time and the package already contained my military performance reports.
https://www.scribd.com/document/473959982/02a-LoR-Signed-Redacted-pdf

APPLICANT INFO - INTERVIEW
My interview with the O6 went well. He stated directly to me that I was the best candidate he's ever interviewed. I assess this means the interviewer gave me a 10 out of 10, but have no conclusive proof. My recruiter connected with the interviewer and assessed I had a good shot at being selected, so this aligns with (but doesn't prove) a good interview score.
I studied for the interview by reviewing JP 4-02 titled "Joint Health Services". I also reviewed the functional areas of an MSC officer to crosswalk my experiences to those functional areas. The interview turned out to be less technical and more leadership/values/mentoring related--an area the USMC trains well on.
https://www.jcs.mil/Doctrine/Joint-Doctrine-Pubs/4-0-Logistics-Series/

APPLICANT INFO - WAIVERS AND MEDICAL
I didn't need any waivers. I'm 34 with a PULHES of 1/1/1/1/1/1 and a class 1 dental. I had a Navy hospital fill out my DD-2807-1, DD 2807-2, and DD-2808 rather than MEPS—this went smoothly. My USMC record and finances are all clean. My only legal issue was an already paid/settled traffic ticket from 2008, which didn't impact the package.

PACKAGE REFLECTION
Since the board doesn't provide feedback, I'll reflect on my own package for others. I thought that I had a 50/50 chance of getting in, so the alternate slot means I landed where I expected. My GPA was below average while my GRE was above average. My job experience was mixed. I didn't have any direct hospital experience, but I had an otherwise well-rounded resume.
My USMC intel reserve/deployment experience taught me skills useful for medical readiness--for example: ops integration, exercise planning, and CONOPS dev. My civilian experience taught me skills useful running government orgs--for example: budgeting/finance including the DFARS and the DoD FMR, the PPBE cycle and POM dev, and DoD IT architectures (where I built cost models for). My resume did a good job highlighting my experiences and how they relate to MSC duties. I included my USMC qualification sheet, which was a clear brief sheet of my military experience.
I wonder how the board interpreted my USMC career. It's possible that the connections between USMC and USAF weren't clear. For example, how to read USMC performance reports (which are at least 5 pages each, and we get two per year) or the how difficult it is to get awards in the USMC.

PACKAGE DEFICIENCIES
I assess the below average GPA, lack of a healthcare degree, and lack of direct healthcare experience kept me from placing higher. I can't change any of these in under a year for the next board. An above average GPA or at least a year in healthcare most likely would have put me in the bottom of the selection zone. I probably could have made my package better in small ways though.
https://www.scribd.com/document/473959167/09b-Historical-Awards-Redacted-pdf

IMPLICATIONS FOR FUTURE CANDIDATES
Each board is different, so it'd be interesting to see how last year's or next year's board would have compared my package with my peers. Social media posts from Reddit and AirForceOTS.com both emphasize the interview part of MSC. My package suggests the interview is less important than hyped up to be because my package was overall decent--that is, a bad interview will likely push your package downward more than a good interview will raise it.
I assess that the board focused on candidates with direct healthcare experience and healthcare education. That was the one of two areas (the other being GPA) where I lacked. Boards are comprised of people (3x colonels in the MSC field from what I gather), each of which has their own preferences on what a good candidate looks like. The same package could get selected in one board and non-selected in another. It's okay to think of this as somewhat random. You put forth your best package with the implicit understanding that someone else's package might be better in the one attribute that particular board views more favorably.
I'll expand on COVID-19's impact to this year's board that I mentioned in the SELECTION PRIMER section.
DoD is also changing the Military Health System by converting active duty uniform personnel to civilian personnel. The Army has already converted it's active duty hospital administrators to civilian for its CONUS military treatment facilities, so they only employ hospital admins as reservists. A 2019 USAF strategy plan stated some military treatment facilities would no longer serve reservists or veterans. This means that USAF would need fewer MSC officers since USAF is providing less medical services.

LOOKING AHEAD
I'm thinking about applying to USAF MSC again next year. I'd like to get new experiences to broaden my skillset beyond intel and finance. My USMC and civilian supervisors see me as the go-to expert for intel and government finance. My USMC leadership wants me to commission, or at least apply for intel warrant officer. My USMC command is nominating me for a Navy Commendation Medal because of the intel curriculum I developed when we moved to virtual weekend drills due to COVID-19. If it gets approved, it'll be good for future commissioning packages.
I'm considering applying for the Coast Guard direct commission to intel later this year. Packages are due next month and the recruiter says I can use the same medical paperwork. This was my second choice because it's still intel—at least it's in a different warfighting domain than USMC and deals with a different problem set.
https://www.gocoastguard.com/active-duty-careers/officer-opportunities/programs/direct-commission-intelligence-officer-dcio

CLOSING REMARKS
Feel free to add your own package makeup and whether you made it, didn't make it, or were selected as alternate. Future candidates could use this as a megathread resource for their own packages.
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2020.08.25 23:52 OrangeJuiceAddiction Great uncle was in the US Marine Corps. How can I learn more about his service?

I’ve (21) found out through multiple family members that an Irish family member of mine (I’m from the UK) quite possibly served in the USMC during the Vietnam War. He unfortunately passed away some time ago and as far as I know, he had no next of kin (I think he was quite lonely unfortunately).
All I know is his name, that he served as a cook and was in the USMC during the Vietnam war
I’m really interested because it would be quite cool to learn his date of service, his rank, training he had, etc. How could I go about doing this or am I even allowed to? He’s not a close relative and only saw him maybe twice in my life
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2020.08.23 11:04 expatfreedom Project Blue Book and the Condon Committee were blatant Coverups. Will UAPTF be the same?

Dr.Allen Hynek comes clean on his involvement in UFO coverup at the end of this short video he explains that they hid the unexplained cases from the media and published the cases that they could explain in order to prevent the public from getting too excited.
Hynek explains the CIA backed Robertson Panel investigating Blue Book and talks about the two films they were most interested in. He shows them, but they can be viewed in their entirety here-
Montana and Utah historical UFO film with analysis slide
The objective was to ridicule the topic in order to avoid a flying saucer panic during the Cold War. Flying saucers flew over the Capitol Building and Washington DC two weekends in a row in 1952, and were clocked at 3,000 mph by 3 separate radar systems at civilian and military air traffic control towers and the objects were seen by passenger jets, ground observers, and chased by military jets.
Dolan and Vallee explain the 1952 incidents and why "temperature inversions" could not possibly be correct for a variety of reasons.
Major General John A. Samford and Major Donald Keyhoe both give comments right after the 1952 Washington D.C. UFO flap at a press conference on 7/31/1952
We are here today, I gather, to examine whether the UFO phenomenon is worthy of serious scientific attention. I hope my comments may contribute to your understanding of the problem and help lead to its eventual solution.
The UFO problem has been with us now for many years. It would be difficult to find another subject which has claimed as much attention in the world press, in the conversation of people of all walks of life, and which has captured the imagination of so many, over so long a period of time. The word UFO, or flying saucer, can be found in the languages and dictionaries of all civilized peoples, and if one were to collect all the words that have been printed in newspapers, magazines, and books in the past two decades, it would be a staggering assemblage. The bibliography of the subject recently compiled at the Library of Congress is a most impressive document, and illustrates that the UFO became a problem for the librarian even before it did for the scientist.” - J. Allen Hynek Congressional Hearings – 1968
Before Project Blue Book there were Project Sign and Project Grudge which are worth looking up, because it's obvious that the goal has always been to use them as a coverup since the very beginning. The most compelling and important cases didn't even get put into Blue Book, and the USAF decided to only publicize the cases they could debunk satisfactorily.
As an immediate consequence of the Robertson Panel recommendations, in February 1953, the Air Force issued Regulation 200-2, ordering air base officers to publicly discuss UFO incidents only if they were judged to have been solved, and to classify all the unsolved cases to keep them out of the public eye.
The same month, investigative duties started to be taken on by the newly formed 4602nd Air Intelligence Squadron (AISS) of the Air Defense Command. The 4602nd AISS was assigned the task of investigating only the most important UFO cases with intelligence or national security implications. These cases were deliberately siphoned away from Blue Book, leaving Blue Book to deal with the more trivial reports.
Worst of all, they decided to arbitrarily change the language which is the most obvious example of their bias and clear agenda.
In fact, there was actually little or no investigation of UFO reports; a revised AFR 200-2 issued during Gregory's tenure emphasized that unexplained UFO reports must be reduced to a minimum.
One way that Gregory reduced the number of unexplained UFOs was by simple reclassification. "Possible cases" became "probable", and "probable" cases were upgraded to certainties. By this logic, a possible comet became a probable comet, while a probable comet was flatly declared to have been a misidentified comet. Similarly, if a witness reported an observation of an unusual balloon-like object, Blue Book usually classified it as a balloon, with no research and qualification. These procedures became standard for most of Blue Book's later investigations
Project Blue Book case file database
https://www.reddit.com/ufo/comments/eboml0/1947_twining_memo_ufos_are_real_and_not_fictitious/
An engineer from McDonnell Douglas talks about the Condon committee being a non-objective blatant cover up, how anti-gravity tech works and if there is a careful plan to release it, explains that Edward Condon tried to personally get him fired, and he mentions a physicist who he thinks our intel community forced to commit suicide. He goes on to talk about Hal Puthoff, remote viewing, and zero point energy and he thinks zero-point and consciousness and ufo tech might all be related.
This is the physicist mentioned (James McDonald), who failed on the first attempt only surviving and blinding himself. But then left the hospital and the second suicide/murder was successful.
Here is a talk introduced by Carl Sagan with James McDonald talking about UFOs, Blue Book, and the Condon Committee.
“From time to time in the history of science, situations have arisen in which a problem of ultimately enormous importance went begging for adequate attention simply because that problem appeared to involve phenomena so far outside the current bounds of scientific knowledge that it was not even regarded as a legitimate subject of serious scientific concern. That is precisely the situation in which the UFO problem now lies. One of the principal results of my own recent intensive study of the UFO enigma is this: I have become convinced that the scientific community, not only in this country but throughout the world, has been casually ignoring as nonsense a matter of extraordinary scientific importance.”
(Dr. James E. McDonald – Senior Physicist, Institute of Atmospheric Physics” at the University of Arizona – In a prepared statement before the U.S. Congress’ House Committee on Science and Astronautics, delivered on July 29, 1968)
Even the wikipedia page for the Condon Committee makes it obvious that it was always intended to be nothing more than a USAF cover up pretending to be a serious scientific investigation.
In late January 1967, Condon said in a lecture that he thought the government should not study UFOs because the subject was 'nonsense', adding, "but I'm not supposed to reach that conclusion for another year."

Findings of the Condon Committee: In 1969, the Condon Committee published its findings. The project director, physicist Dr. Edward U. Condon, concluded that there was no convincing scientific evidence for UFOs and therefore recommended the termination of Project Blue Book.
However, critics of the Condon Report pointed out that up to 30% of the cases investigated by the committee had remained unexplained! According to the critics, such as Dr. J. Allen Hynek, Dr. Condon’s conclusions were politically oriented rather than scientific (i.e., the Air Force wanted Blue Book terminated and needed a good reason).
Opinions of the Scientific Symposium:
Of the six scientists who testified in the Symposium, five were of the opinion that there was a valid scientific anomaly that should be further investigated. Only Dr. Sagan, while conceding that some cases remained unexplained, was more skeptical. In fact, Dr. McDonald’s thoroughly prepared paper with case histories is considered a milestone in UFO research.
Dr. James E. McDonald concluded: “My own study of the UFO problem has convinced me that we must rapidly escalate serious scientific attention to this extra- ordinarily intriguing puzzle.” Dr. Baker, whose testimony highlighted the unexplained nature of UFO movie films he had analyzed, recommended: “[establishment of] an interdisciplinary, mobile task force or team of highly qualified scientists…on a long-term basis, well funded, and equipped to swing into action and investigate reports on anomalistic phenomena….We must get a positive scientific program off the ground….”
Unfortunately, to date no such officially funded and open investigation has been undertaken.
Statements by USMC Major Donald Keyhoe in which he says he agrees with the conclusions by the USAF in the Estimate of the Situation which conclude that UFOs are most likely interplanetary space ships.
Amazing video made by u/RedPandaKoala about Major Donald Keyhoe and NICAP
“When the long awaited solution to the UFO problem comes, I believe that it will prove to be not merely the next small step in the march of science, but a mighty and totally unexpected quantum leap. We had a job to do, whether right or wrong, to keep the public from getting excited.”
“I would not spend one further moment on the subject of UFOs if I didn’t seriously feel that the UFO phenomenon is real and that efforts to investigate and understand it, and eventually to solve it, could have a profound effect – perhaps even be the springboard to mankind’s outlook on the universe.” - J. Allen Hynek
With the formation of the new UAPTF and apparent progress moving towards Disclosure, we need to all be vigilant and make sure this isn’t just a modern version of Project Sign/Grudge/Blue Book and merely a public relations effort to re-frame the issue and sway public opinion without seriously investigating the true nature of the Phenomenon.
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2020.08.23 00:41 shuggie999 Albanian Civil War

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (Redirected from 1997 rebellion in Albania) Jump to navigationJump to search Albanian Civil War 970315-N-0000S-008 NEO Operations USMC.jpg Evacuation of U.S. citizens during Operation Silver Wake Date 16 January – 11 August 1997 (6 months, 3 weeks and 5 days) Location Albania Result New parliamentary elections[1] Belligerents Albania Rebels
Socialist Party Armed civilians who lost their properties Albanian Army defectors Salvation Committees Monarchists Armed gangs from Southern Albania Albania Government of Sali Berisha
Democratic Party SHIK Part of the Albanian Police Republican Guard Armed gangs from Northern Albania United Nations UNSC missions Commanders and leaders Skënder Gjinushi Sabit Brokaj Zani Çaushi Albert Shyti Arben Imami Ridvan Peshkëpia Neritan Ceka Sali Berisha (President) Bashkim Gazidede (SHIK) Safet Zhulali Strength Unknown Albania 30,000 soldiers 7,000+ peacekeepers Casualties and losses 2,000[2]–3,800, civilians and members of army, police and secret police[citation needed] Part of the Albanian Civil War Fighting groups Forum for DemocracySalvation CommitteesGovernment of National ReconciliationOperation Alba Gangs of 1997 Gang of ÇoleGang of GaxhaiGang of Pusi i Mezinit Massacres in 1997 Massacre of 28 February 1997Massacre of CërrikMassacre of Ura Vajgurore Tragedies of 1997 Otranto TragedyQafë Shtama Tragedy Treasury thefts Krraba StealingStealing of Northern State Treasury Rescue missions Operation Silver WakeOperation LibelleOperation Kosmas UN Resolutions Resolution 1101Resolution 1114 Important events Opening of the depotsDesertion of 4 March 19971997 Albanian parliamentary election1997 Albanian monarchy referendum See also Pyramid schemes in AlbaniaRole of the media in the Albanian Civil War vte
During the riots in the city of Vlorë, men broke rocks to hurl at police. The Albanian Civil War was a period of civil disorder in Albania in 1997, sparked by pyramid scheme failures. The government was toppled and more than 2,000 people were killed.[3][4] It is considered to be either a rebellion, a civil war, or a rebellion that escalated into a civil war.
By January 1997, Albanian citizens, who had lost a total of $1.2 billion (an average of $400 per person countrywide) took their protest to the streets. Beginning in February, thousands of citizens launched daily protests demanding reimbursement by the government, which they believed was profiting from the schemes. On 1 March, Prime Minister Aleksandër Meksi resigned and on 2 March, President Sali Berisha declared a state of emergency. On 11 March the Socialist Party of Albania won a major victory when its leader, Bashkim Fino, was appointed prime minister. However, the transfer of power did not halt the unrest, and protests spread to northern Albania. Although the government quelled revolts in the north, the ability of the government and military to maintain order began to collapse, especially in the southern half of Albania, which fell under the control of rebels and criminal gangs.[5]
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2020.08.22 01:50 katburrows [Valkyrie Descending] [Derby] — Part 4

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AGENT NAME: Sigrún

LOCATION: Quantico, Virginia, Earth

Captain Sommers had daydreamed many times about coming back to the USMC base at Quantico after her officer training, but admittedly, this was not how she had imagined it. She looked through the glass window of the elevator, gazing across an expanse of floors filled with offices. At the center stood a fifty-foot-tall statue of a Marine facing the entrance to that section of the building, his hand held to his brow in salute to all who came in. Figures milled about the floor, growing smaller as the elevator ascended.
“Quite different from the base at Albany, huh?” Huginn asked, pulling her out of thought.
Sommers nodded. “Yes, Albany is much smaller and not as… technologically proficient as Quantico seems to be.”
Huginn laughed, shaking his head. “Well, they have the funds to keep everything up-to-date. Albany, if I recall, seems to be on the downside of things lately.”
Glancing away, Sommers thought back to the horde of funding requests that had come back to her with a bright red “denied” label across her screen. She looked back at Huginn. “How did you know that?”
“You just told me,” he replied with a wink.
Sommers scowled. “That’s sensitive information, Huginn. The COs want that kept quiet until they figure out exactly which course of action to take.”
“I know, Captain. Sensitive information and I have a quite intimate relationship. I just enjoy getting inside people’s heads — which is something you’re going to have to learn to do if you take the position that Colonel Odin is offering.
“I’m still not even sure what that position is,” Sommers replied. “Your secrecy up until now has not been very faith-inspiring.”
“Then why did you come with me?”
Sommers opened her mouth to reply but stopped mid-breath. She frowned at Huginn. “Very clever,” she muttered.
The elevator slowed its ascension and stopped with a soft chime. Huginn held out an arm as the doors slid open, and Sommers stepped off the platform. The hallway they now stood in was brightly lit, but largely empty. A few personnel members trickled in and out of office doors, but Sommers noticed that most of the furniture and supplies were gone — with minimizer boxes present in their stead.
Huginn noticed the captain peering through doors and windows and said, “Most of the staff is already at the new headquarters for the project. We have a few stragglers staying behind to double-check that everything has been moved and that no ‘sensitive information’” — he caught Sommers’ glance — “is left behind.”
“And Colonel Odin is still here himself?”
“Well,” he began, pursing his lips, “the colonel has matters that he preferred to attend to himself. Personal touch and all that, you know.”
“I’m surprised that the colonel even has a physical office at all. I remember officers back in training joking about how no one has seen the colonel’s true face since he joined Galactic Intelligence thirty-five years ago.”
Huginn remained silent. Sommers stopped walking and stared at him until he realized that she was no longer following him. He turned to her, his face conveying no emotions.
“He’s not here, is he?”
Huginn sighed. “No, Captain. He’s not here.”
Scoffing, Sommers looked up at the ceiling and shook her head. “Then who are we meeting with today? Why even bring me here?”
Huginn took a few steps towards her. “You’re meeting with the colonel, rest assured. But at this current juncture, he doesn’t feel it to be in anyone’s best interest for him to make a personal, physical appearance yet. He has covers that he has to maintain, and for him to show up here in an authoritative capacity…” Huginn shrugged. “Surely you understand, Captain.”
Sommers was still upset but she relented, realizing that her emotions were more aligned with disappointment rather than anger. She began walking towards Huginn and brushed past him, heading to the door at the end of the hall. Huginn followed, rolling his eyes.
Once they reached the door, Huginn put a hand to the sensor next to it and let the interfacing scan his palm. The panel glowed green and Sommers could hear the latches clicking open. She took a deep breath and let it flow out as the doors slid open.
Spread out before her were several large windows that made up the entire far wall of Colonel Odin’s office. The other two walls were slate gray with azure lights lining the top edge next to the ceiling. Teardrop lanterns hung, unlit, and spiraled the length of the room to a nexus where the colonel’s desk sat. The desk itself was empty, but two white, leather couches stood in a V in front of it. A small, glass coffee table was placed in front of it.
As Sommers and Huginn entered the office, they found four others in the room as well, all seated on the couches. There were two women: one with a thick mane of curly, black hair dressed in a gray t-shirt and leather pants with combat boots — the other with cropped, blonde hair, and dressed in slacks and a blouse.
Two males were also in the room — one Lithean, one human. The Lithean was dressed in an olive green suit that complemented the dark brown of his skin. He glanced up when Sommers and Huginn entered the room, catching Sommers’ eyes; his own were deep, vibrant gold. The other man looked nearly identical to the man at Sommers’ side — save his pair of thick-rimmed glasses.
Sommers and Huginn crossed the floor to the couches and stood before the others. Huginn gestured for Sommers to take a seat as the two men got up and stood next to him. He cleared his throat.
“Ladies, my name is Huginn. This” — he gestured to his counterpart — “is my twin brother, Muninn. We both work for Project Valhalla under Colonel Odin. The man to my far right is Councilman Arrim Dhene, a member of the Terran Council for Galactic Affairs and a large reason for why we’re even meeting here today at all.”
The Lithean smiled, the color of his cheeks tinged with a hint of yellow. “Come now, Huginn,” he said, “I did nothing but bend the ears of my fellow Terrans. You all have been the ones doing the heavy lifting.”
Huginn cocked an eyebrow and shook his head, turning back to the ladies. “Councilman Dhene did a lot of advocating for the project among the Council, as well as among the representatives in the Terran United Republic. Combined with all the fundraising he helped to coordinate, he really helped to get us off the ground.”
“That’s very kind of you,” said Sommers. “It must have been quite a time investment along with your council duties.”
Dhene sighed and nodded. “It was a long six months. But it was worth it. I believe in this project.”
“Excuse me, Councilman,” the black-haired woman interrupted, “but you’re a Terran?”
“Indeed, as Terran as any of you here. My parents fled my home planet of Lithea during its Civil War. At the time, my mother was pregnant with me — she gave birth shortly after arriving on Terra. I was born in a refugee camp, but I was born on Terra, making me a legal citizen.”
The black-haired woman appeared satisfied with this answer and remained silent. Sommers glanced between the women she sat with and the men standing before them. “So… why exactly are we here?”
“I’m glad you asked,” answered a deep, masculine voice from behind the couches.
The women turned to see the source of the voice and were met with a staticky hologram approaching them. An oval-shaped holopad floated a few inches off the floor, its light on top creating the projection of a man wearing a Marine uniform. His figure was tall and solid, built like a linebacker. The women tried to make out the man’s face but couldn’t; the hologram’s static was too thick at that point to suss out any details.
The hologram walked behind the colonel’s desk and sat down, crossing his arms on the surface of the desk. “Welcome, ladies. My name is Colonel William Odin. I’m so glad you all chose to come and meet with me today.”
At his introduction, Sommers stood and saluted the hologram. Odin nodded and waved a hand. “At ease, Captain. And we can dispense with the formalities in the future. Our time will be much too scarce with each other to worry over titles and salutes.”
Sommers nodded and took her seat. Odin leaned forward. “I’m aware that some of you are under the impression that you are here for reasons other than what is true.”
He turned to the blonde woman next to Sommers. “Miss Welles, I have indeed been watching your career with great curiosity. Your work with Equitech has been nothing short of excellent, and your research into aeroponics could open up the ability to send ships into the farthest reaches of the galaxy without worry over the crew’s sustenance. However, that is not the only reason that I’ve invited you here.
“And Miss Jansen” — Odin moved his head to face the black-haired woman — “I can certainly make good on the promises that I know Huginn gave to you. Despite your best efforts to remain incognito, you have not escaped my own radar. Your martial ability is unparalleled and your knack for tapping into your charisma is equal parts enchanting and terrifying. But the promises made to you were done in the hopes of incentivizing what I would ask of the three of you ladies here today.”
Sommers glanced at the other women. Welles looked mildly uncomfortable but was smiling nonetheless; Jansen appeared to be in the midst of a muted fury. Sommers’ gaze lingered on Jansen. Something about the woman seemed familiar to her, but she couldn’t quite figure out what. Jansen… she thought. I know that name from somewhere…
Odin’s voice pulled the captain from her thoughts. “Twenty years ago, I proposed a defense initiative to the members of the Terran United Republic, codenamed ‘Project Valhalla.’ This initiative was to be run by the Department for Interplanetary Defense within the Marine Corps. Its primary objective was to operate as an extraction squad — to get into tight places where Terrans were being held hostage or under siege and get them to safety. However, due to some unfortunate events, the project was discontinued.”
Movement in the corner of Sommers’ eye caught her attention. Huginn and Muninn were looking at each other, their gazes doleful. They both looked down at the floor.
“But six months ago, I re-proposed the initiative and it was passed by the TUR, under the condition that the project operates on a contract-basis and has no official affiliation with the Marines, the Terran Galactic Defense, or the TUR. The past six months have been filled with getting all the necessary supplies together and readying Valhalla headquarters. We’ve got nearly everything ready to begin work within the project, save one important aspect: our agents. That’s why you three are here. I would like to formally extend to you an invitation to join our team.”
Sommers and the other women exchanged glances. Jansen spoke up first. “Colonel, a few things I’d like to point out here. Number one: as I have told your assistant here” — she jerked a finger towards Huginn — “I don’t do teams very well. When I work, I work alone. That’s how I’ve done it for the past four years, and it’s been downright peachy so far.”
She turned her gaze from Odin and looked at the other women for a moment. Pursing her lips, she met the colonel’s eyes once more. “Secondly, I was given certain… assurances. I was not told that it would require playing marionette for another group of officers.”
The colonel sat up in his chair. “Miss Jansen, does anything in this universe ever truly come for free? I am prepared to make the necessary provisions to keep my word to you. However, this is what I ask in return. You have all the qualities of a skilled and efficient intelligence agent. You would be our ear to the ground, our resource in weeding out information and getting a body on the inside.”
Odin dropped his voice, holding out his hands palm-up to the woman. “I know of your own private business, but I also know that your surname carries a lot of weight when trying to complete jobs for clients. I’m offering you exactly the same thing you do now, but instead of working alone and with your family name, I offer anonymity with a team. You can reach more people this way, as well as get rid of certain events attached to your past.”
Jansen stared hard at Odin, and Sommers could see the wheels turning in her head. As each second passed, Jansen’s gaze softened into what appeared to be resignation. The woman sighed. “Okay, I’ll do it. So long as you keep up your end of the bargain.”
Odin nodded and turned his face to the blonde woman. “Miss Welles, do you have any reservations?”
Welles cocked her head. “No, but I do have questions. Did you have any intention of sponsoring my research to begin with?”
“Yes, and I still fully intend to. I meant what I said about your work having the potential for some critical benefits. But I do hope that you agree to join the project as well. We could use a mind like yours, with the background to match. Not every Equitech employee has two Ph.D.’s and is fluent in eight different Xeno languages.”
“So if I agreed, I would be working on missions and then be able to work on my research between jobs?”
Odin nodded. “We would give you all the necessary supplies and a workspace of your own, as well as a team of assistants to help in your research.”
Welles stifled a smile, but it ended up breaking out across her face anyway. “Then I’m in as well. But I will say, it has been some time since I was in the field. I should think I’ll have to get reacclimated.”
The colonel laughed and turned to Sommers. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, Captain. I have a special request for you, given your military history. I would like you to take point and lead your fellow agents when you all go out on missions. Now, each one of you will be individually responsible for the facet of the mission that you are engaged in, but the captain here will be in charge of managing the group and ensuring that the mission is being completed in the most efficient way possible. And of course, I and all the workers here will be at your disposal, should you need any help.”
Sommers’ eyes widened as she began to wrestle within herself. The chance to lead an elite group of agents on intergalactic covert operations had always been a dream of hers since she was a young girl. She had never been able to shake the feeling of obligation to fill her parents’ shoes after their storied careers within the military. She had her position at the base in Albany, but where was that taking her? The thought of her six years as an officer with no prospects for promotion filled her with both anger and sadness.
”Loyalty is one of the most important qualities that a soldier can have,” she remembered her father saying. ”But it takes insight to know when you’ve come to a dead end.”
After a few moments, she came to her decision. “It would be my pleasure to serve, Colonel,” she said.
Odin clapped his hands together. “Excellent! Now, gentlemen, if you would, take them to the new headquarters and introduce them to the rest of the team. I’ll be along later to brief them on their first mission. Ladies, it’s been a pleasure, and I’ll see you soon. Odin out.”
The hologram winked off and the room fell silent. Huginn cleared his throat. “Well, are you all ready to see your new workplace?”
The women nodded, Sommers and Welles smiling while Jansen remained stone-faced. “Where exactly are we going?” Jansen asked, her voice flat.
Huginn smirked. “Ever been to Houston, ladies?”
 
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2020.08.22 01:45 katburrows Valkyrie Descending — Part 4

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AGENT NAME: Sigrún

LOCATION: Quantico, Virginia, Earth

 
Captain Sommers had daydreamed many times about coming back to the USMC base at Quantico after her officer training, but admittedly, this was not how she had imagined it. She looked through the glass window of the elevator, gazing across an expanse of floors filled with offices. At the center stood a fifty-foot-tall statue of a Marine facing the entrance to that section of the building, his hand held to his brow in salute to all who came in. Figures milled about the floor, growing smaller as the elevator ascended.
“Quite different from the base at Albany, huh?” Huginn asked, pulling her out of thought.
Sommers nodded. “Yes, Albany is much smaller and not as… technologically proficient as Quantico seems to be.”
Huginn laughed, shaking his head. “Well, they have the funds to keep everything up-to-date. Albany, if I recall, seems to be on the downside of things lately.”
Glancing away, Sommers thought back to the horde of funding requests that had come back to her with a bright red “denied” label across her screen. She looked back at Huginn. “How did you know that?”
“You just told me,” he replied with a wink.
Sommers scowled. “That’s sensitive information, Huginn. The COs want that kept quiet until they figure out exactly which course of action to take.”
“I know, Captain. Sensitive information and I have a quite intimate relationship. I just enjoy getting inside people’s heads — which is something you’re going to have to learn to do if you take the position that Colonel Odin is offering.
“I’m still not even sure what that position is,” Sommers replied. “Your secrecy up until now has not been very faith-inspiring.”
“Then why did you come with me?”
Sommers opened her mouth to reply but stopped mid-breath. She frowned at Huginn. “Very clever,” she muttered.
The elevator slowed its ascension and stopped with a soft chime. Huginn held out an arm as the doors slid open, and Sommers stepped off the platform. The hallway they now stood in was brightly lit, but largely empty. A few personnel members trickled in and out of office doors, but Sommers noticed that most of the furniture and supplies were gone — with minimizer boxes present in their stead.
Huginn noticed the captain peering through doors and windows and said, “Most of the staff is already at the new headquarters for the project. We have a few stragglers staying behind to double-check that everything has been moved and that no ‘sensitive information’” — he caught Sommers’ glance — “is left behind.”
“And Colonel Odin is still here himself?”
“Well,” he began, pursing his lips, “the colonel has matters that he preferred to attend to himself. Personal touch and all that, you know.”
“I’m surprised that the colonel even has a physical office at all. I remember officers back in training joking about how no one has seen the colonel’s true face since he joined Galactic Intelligence thirty-five years ago.”
Huginn remained silent. Sommers stopped walking and stared at him until he realized that she was no longer following him. He turned to her, his face conveying no emotions.
“He’s not here, is he?”
Huginn sighed. “No, Captain. He’s not here.”
Scoffing, Sommers looked up at the ceiling and shook her head. “Then who are we meeting with today? Why even bring me here?”
Huginn took a few steps towards her. “You’re meeting with the colonel, rest assured. But at this current juncture, he doesn’t feel it to be in anyone’s best interest for him to make a personal, physical appearance yet. He has covers that he has to maintain, and for him to show up here in an authoritative capacity…” Huginn shrugged. “Surely you understand, Captain.”
Sommers was still upset but she relented, realizing that her emotions were more aligned with disappointment rather than anger. She began walking towards Huginn and brushed past him, heading to the door at the end of the hall. Huginn followed, rolling his eyes.
Once they reached the door, Huginn put a hand to the sensor next to it and let the interfacing scan his palm. The panel glowed green and Sommers could hear the latches clicking open. She took a deep breath and let it flow out as the doors slid open.
Spread out before her were several large windows that made up the entire far wall of Colonel Odin’s office. The other two walls were slate gray with azure lights lining the top edge next to the ceiling. Teardrop lanterns hung, unlit, and spiraled the length of the room to a nexus where the colonel’s desk sat. The desk itself was empty, but two white, leather couches stood in a V in front of it. A small, glass coffee table was placed in front of it.
As Sommers and Huginn entered the office, they found four others in the room as well, all seated on the couches. There were two women: one with a thick mane of curly, black hair dressed in a gray t-shirt and leather pants with combat boots — the other with cropped, blonde hair, and dressed in slacks and a blouse.
Two males were also in the room — one Lithean, one human. The Lithean was dressed in an olive green suit that complemented the dark brown of his skin. He glanced up when Sommers and Huginn entered the room, catching Sommers’ eyes; his own were deep, vibrant gold. The other man looked nearly identical to the man at Sommers’ side — save his pair of thick-rimmed glasses.
Sommers and Huginn crossed the floor to the couches and stood before the others. Huginn gestured for Sommers to take a seat as the two men got up and stood next to him. He cleared his throat.
“Ladies, my name is Huginn. This” — he gestured to his counterpart — “is my twin brother, Muninn. We both work for Project Valhalla under Colonel Odin. The man to my far right is Councilman Arrim Dhene, a member of the Terran Council for Galactic Affairs and a large reason for why we’re even meeting here today at all.”
The Lithean smiled, the color of his cheeks tinged with a hint of yellow. “Come now, Huginn,” he said, “I did nothing but bend the ears of my fellow Terrans. You all have been the ones doing the heavy lifting.”
Huginn cocked an eyebrow and shook his head, turning back to the ladies. “Councilman Dhene did a lot of advocating for the project among the Council, as well as among the representatives in the Terran United Republic. Combined with all the fundraising he helped to coordinate, he really helped to get us off the ground.”
“That’s very kind of you,” said Sommers. “It must have been quite a time investment along with your council duties.”
Dhene sighed and nodded. “It was a long six months. But it was worth it. I believe in this project.”
“Excuse me, Councilman,” the black-haired woman interrupted, “but you’re a Terran?”
“Indeed, as Terran as any of you here. My parents fled my home planet of Lithea during its Civil War. At the time, my mother was pregnant with me — she gave birth shortly after arriving on Terra. I was born in a refugee camp, but I was born on Terra, making me a legal citizen.”
The black-haired woman appeared satisfied with this answer and remained silent. Sommers glanced between the women she sat with and the men standing before them. “So… why exactly are we here?”
“I’m glad you asked,” answered a deep, masculine voice from behind the couches.
The women turned to see the source of the voice and were met with a staticky hologram approaching them. An oval-shaped holopad floated a few inches off the floor, its light on top creating the projection of a man wearing a Marine uniform. His figure was tall and solid, built like a linebacker. The women tried to make out the man’s face but couldn’t; the hologram’s static was too thick at that point to suss out any details.
The hologram walked behind the colonel’s desk and sat down, crossing his arms on the surface of the desk. “Welcome, ladies. My name is Colonel William Odin. I’m so glad you all chose to come and meet with me today.”
At his introduction, Sommers stood and saluted the hologram. Odin nodded and waved a hand. “At ease, Captain. And we can dispense with the formalities in the future. Our time will be much too scarce with each other to worry over titles and salutes.”
Sommers nodded and took her seat. Odin leaned forward. “I’m aware that some of you are under the impression that you are here for reasons other than what is true.”
He turned to the blonde woman next to Sommers. “Miss Welles, I have indeed been watching your career with great curiosity. Your work with Equitech has been nothing short of excellent, and your research into aeroponics could open up the ability to send ships into the farthest reaches of the galaxy without worry over the crew’s sustenance. However, that is not the only reason that I’ve invited you here.
“And Miss Jansen” — Odin moved his head to face the black-haired woman — “I can certainly make good on the promises that I know Huginn gave to you. Despite your best efforts to remain incognito, you have not escaped my own radar. Your martial ability is unparalleled and your knack for tapping into your charisma is equal parts enchanting and terrifying. But the promises made to you were done in the hopes of incentivizing what I would ask of the three of you ladies here today.”
Sommers glanced at the other women. Welles looked mildly uncomfortable but was smiling nonetheless; Jansen appeared to be in the midst of a muted fury. Sommers’ gaze lingered on Jansen. Something about the woman seemed familiar to her, but she couldn’t quite figure out what. Jansen… she thought. I know that name from somewhere…
Odin’s voice pulled the captain from her thoughts. “Twenty years ago, I proposed a defense initiative to the members of the Terran United Republic, codenamed ‘Project Valhalla.’ This initiative was to be run by the Department for Interplanetary Defense within the Marine Corps. Its primary objective was to operate as an extraction squad — to get into tight places where Terrans were being held hostage or under siege and get them to safety. However, due to some unfortunate events, the project was discontinued.”
Movement in the corner of Sommers’ eye caught her attention. Huginn and Muninn were looking at each other, their gazes doleful. They both looked down at the floor.
“But six months ago, I re-proposed the initiative and it was passed by the TUR, under the condition that the project operates on a contract-basis and has no official affiliation with the Marines, the Terran Galactic Defense, or the TUR. The past six months have been filled with getting all the necessary supplies together and readying Valhalla headquarters. We’ve got nearly everything ready to begin work within the project, save one important aspect: our agents. That’s why you three are here. I would like to formally extend to you an invitation to join our team.”
Sommers and the other women exchanged glances. Jansen spoke up first. “Colonel, a few things I’d like to point out here. Number one: as I have told your assistant here” — she jerked a finger towards Huginn — “I don’t do teams very well. When I work, I work alone. That’s how I’ve done it for the past four years, and it’s been downright peachy so far.”
She turned her gaze from Odin and looked at the other women for a moment. Pursing her lips, she met the colonel’s eyes once more. “Secondly, I was given certain… assurances. I was not told that it would require playing marionette for another group of officers.”
The colonel sat up in his chair. “Miss Jansen, does anything in this universe ever truly come for free? I am prepared to make the necessary provisions to keep my word to you. However, this is what I ask in return. You have all the qualities of a skilled and efficient intelligence agent. You would be our ear to the ground, our resource in weeding out information and getting a body on the inside.”
Odin dropped his voice, holding out his hands palm-up to the woman. “I know of your own private business, but I also know that your surname carries a lot of weight when trying to complete jobs for clients. I’m offering you exactly the same thing you do now, but instead of working alone and with your family name, I offer anonymity with a team. You can reach more people this way, as well as get rid of certain events attached to your past.”
Jansen stared hard at Odin, and Sommers could see the wheels turning in her head. As each second passed, Jansen’s gaze softened into what appeared to be resignation. The woman sighed. “Okay, I’ll do it. So long as you keep up your end of the bargain.”
Odin nodded and turned his face to the blonde woman. “Miss Welles, do you have any reservations?”
Welles cocked her head. “No, but I do have questions. Did you have any intention of sponsoring my research to begin with?”
“Yes, and I still fully intend to. I meant what I said about your work having the potential for some critical benefits. But I do hope that you agree to join the project as well. We could use a mind like yours, with the background to match. Not every Equitech employee has two Ph.D.’s and is fluent in eight different Xeno languages.”
“So if I agreed, I would be working on missions and then be able to work on my research between jobs?”
Odin nodded. “We would give you all the necessary supplies and a workspace of your own, as well as a team of assistants to help in your research.”
Welles stifled a smile, but it ended up breaking out across her face anyway. “Then I’m in as well. But I will say, it has been some time since I was in the field. I should think I’ll have to get reacclimated.”
The colonel laughed and turned to Sommers. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, Captain. I have a special request for you, given your military history. I would like you to take point and lead your fellow agents when you all go out on missions. Now, each one of you will be individually responsible for the facet of the mission that you are engaged in, but the captain here will be in charge of managing the group and ensuring that the mission is being completed in the most efficient way possible. And of course, I and all the workers here will be at your disposal, should you need any help.”
Sommers’ eyes widened as she began to wrestle within herself. The chance to lead an elite group of agents on intergalactic covert operations had always been a dream of hers since she was a young girl. She had never been able to shake the feeling of obligation to fill her parents’ shoes after their storied careers within the military. She had her position at the base in Albany, but where was that taking her? The thought of her six years as an officer with no prospects for promotion filled her with both anger and sadness.
”Loyalty is one of the most important qualities that a soldier can have,” she remembered her father saying. ”But it takes insight to know when you’ve come to a dead end.”
After a few moments, she came to her decision. “It would be my pleasure to serve, Colonel,” she said.
Odin clapped his hands together. “Excellent! Now, gentlemen, if you would, take them to the new headquarters and introduce them to the rest of the team. I’ll be along later to brief them on their first mission. Ladies, it’s been a pleasure, and I’ll see you soon. Odin out.”
The hologram winked off and the room fell silent. Huginn cleared his throat. “Well, are you all ready to see your new workplace?”
The women nodded, Sommers and Welles smiling while Jansen remained stone-faced. “Where exactly are we going?” Jansen asked, her voice flat.
Huginn smirked. “Ever been to Houston, ladies?”
 
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2020.08.19 06:54 JPBTX Can you be emotionally healthy without getting over someone? Is it ok not to move on?

My first Reddit post. I really would love feedback, any kind. I just want to know everyone’s thoughts, maybe to give me a direction to consider that I might never have thought of. I know I won’t get over my ex wife, and I have no desire to. Can I still be a happy person? Can I be ok by just holding onto the good memories I have of the love of my life, but never never letting go? Can that be healthy? Can that be done a healthy way?
Sorry for the length of this post. I’ve rewritten it several times, trying to only keep the relevant details. I (35 M) met my now ex wife (31 F) when I was home from college. She was a few years younger than me but I felt an instant “spark”, which years later she told me she also felt. Due to several reasons we did not get romantics involved then, but became friends. Social media became popular the next year and we kept in touch that way. From my late teens through my mid 20s, I never had much trouble getting dates but my longest relationship was maybe 4 months. I was very footloose, really only worried about having fun, and had always preferred being a something of a loner anyway. I was always upfront about not wanting a relationship, just a good time, when I met a girl as I wanted to manage expectations and not hurt anyone, so most of the girls I spent time with wanted only the same thing. My ex on the other hand had a few long term relationships, including an engagement before we got together.
Ever since the first time I saw her (which I still remember vividly) she crossed my mind very often. I watched her relationships play out on social media, chatted with her on a semi regular basis, and after she dropped out of college and came home, she started working as a bartender, I’d make it a point to go see her at her work. Each time I was greeted warmly and she always made sure to ask if I still had her number and insist I should call her soon. She had an long, on-again-off-again relationship with her fiancé, so I always second guess it and never called. Finally, when I was shortly before I turned 28, she messaged me saying she had started working at a bar that was close to my home. I ended up stopping in to see her, having another great conversation, getting another insistence that I call her soon. The next Monday she text me and said “well, if you won’t take the hint, I’ll just make it easy for you! Ask Me out on a date so I can say yes!”
When went on our first date 8 years after we met. I knew almost immediately I was on my first date with my future wife. I had built her up in my head over the past 8 years, and she was even better than I dreamed. Gorgeous, intelligent, funny, cute, kind, caring, I felt like I hit the lottery. My mother had passed away about 4 months prior and it was the first time I’d felt happy since that happened. I took my mother’s death very hard and was not coping with it in a healthy way. She helped me see that and helped me through that time. We dated for several months and I was positive I wanted to marry her. Physically, we felt like we had to make up for lost time, and just after our first holiday season as a couple we found out she was pregnant. I was scared as could be but also very happy. She was worried I’d feel trapped, but I reassured her this would simply change our plans around, but I was happy and wanted to marry her because I loved her, which was the absolute truth. We moved in together and had our ups and downs, but we worked hard at it together. She was strong for me, tender and loving at all the moments I needed her to be, it was like she could read my mind, always knowing what I need emotionally at each moment, and in turn I treated her like a queen, did everything I could to make her pregnancy as easy and comfortable and healthy as possible. We had our baby, our perfect little girl who is now almost 7, got married, and our little family was a fountain of love. Some times were hard and some weren’t, but every day was better than the previous. Then we had a series of misfortunes, I was downsized out of a high paying job with excellent benefits in the energy industry, but I managed to quickly find a job with a smaller company, although I took a pay cut and had lackluster insurance the first year I was employed there. At the same time, our daughter needed eye surgery and the out of pocket expense where going to hurt us. To offset this, we moved into a three room addition in her grandparents home (we had several offers from members of my family and hers, but chose this one as we would have the most room and the could use our help around the house with things). This was the beginning of the end. My wife had issues. While incredibly pretty and very smart, she suffered from depression and self loathing. She couldn’t understand why I put her on such a pedestal when she herself thought she was worthless. She had been in an abusive relationship before me, and her family, with very few exceptions, was not very supportive of any ideas or dreams she had. My family believed in hard work, smart choices, and always striving to achieve more. Her family preached mediocrity and getting by. My parents were older and established when my sister and I were born, my mother had a masters degree and my father, a USMC veteran who saw combat in Vietnam, built a successful business from nothing. Her parents were younger when she was born, and despite her father having a good job with a large regional company, they weren’t very good at managing there money and frequently were in debt. This was also told to my wife at a young age, adding stress that no child should have to endure. (Just to clarify, my former in-laws are great people, some of the nicest people I’ve ever met, I’m lucky to still have a great relationship with them because of my daughter. But these are facts that contributed to my wife’s issues). My wife began to seek treatment for her depression. I encouraged her to talk to a therapist, unbeknownst to me she started seeing a psychiatrist. Taking medication was encouraged in her family, and before long she was on several anti-depressants and shortly after given Xanax for anxiety. I quickly started noticing changes in her. Mood swings, she lost almost all interest in intimacy and frequently withheld affection from me, but thankfully never our daughter. When I would talk to her about this she would go back to her doctor, tell her the problems were we’re having, and he would change her antidepressants around and prescribe MORE Xanax. At this point she lost her job, and started spending all her time in bed. I became the sole caregiver to our daughter while working a full time job. I had no experience with this sort of thing and just thought I needed to help her now more than ever, “in sickness and in health”, and I became more devoted, which I realized later that I was a huge enabler. She also began to actively pick fights with me, and unfortunately many happened in front of our then 3 year old daughter. Finally things crossed a line and the one of the few things I told myself I wouldn’t take happened. I took my daughter and moved out one awful night. After that there was more fighting. One day two weeks later was better. We talked and decided on a separation with the goal of working things out and saving our marriage. I insisted on counseling, she went to one session with me and walked out five minutes in. More fighting, along with constant hurtful and hateful comments, she told me multiple times she hated me and always insisted I never loved her. I tried desperately, begged her to try to fix this. All the while she continued on the medication, continued to make everything so hard. She alienated her entire family. She spread horrible lies about me, insisted I was the cause of this separation, through abuse and infidelity on my part. The family members she told quickly told me and assured me they believed none of it. Then finally, about 7 months after we initially split up, she called me the day before Halloween and told me that she had decided she wasn’t emotionally capable of trying to work things out, she didn’t love me anymore and wanted a divorce. I was devastated, but when faced with the words “I don’t love you anymore” I decided to save what little pride I had left. I replied “ok, I’ll go ahead and file tomorrow.” A few weeks later, the week before Thanksgiving, she started seeing some guy. I was lost in a haze of heartbreak and sadness. I did what I could to get through the holidays. I had worked my way up in my company at work, and spent what little down time I had, when I wasn’t working or with my daughter, who primarily stayed with me, at the gym. I began to feel better physically, but emotionally was still a wreck. I definitely overindulged my daughter for Christmas that year, but it helped me feel better. The new year came and at the end of January I got a call one Friday night, it was the guy she was seeing, he sounded panicked, apologized for calling but my number was the first on her recent calls, and told me my ex had had a seizure and fallen down some stairs. I asked if she was ok and he said he thought so but had already called 911, he needed to know if she had a history of seizures and I responded “only during withdrawals from the Xanax”. I had taken her off my insure starting that new year, so her last prescription was picked up right before New Years, and she had apparently gone through all of it (90 full bars a month, mega overprescribing) and went into withdrawals. He claimed have had no idea she took Xanax. I gave him her moms number and hung up. I checked with her mother later and the hospital had confirmed it was due to withdrawals. A couple nights later I got a call from my ex. She asked where I was. I told her I was at home (my dads, where I went when we split), she asked where our daughter was, I told her with me. She asked why I wasn’t up there, which was a little confusing, but a told her because we were getting a divorce. She immediately burst into tears. She claimed to not remember the past year, couldn’t figure out who the guy there was, and said that her mom told her we had split up but she thought it was some cruel joke. I didn’t know what to think. This was the longest we’d talked without fighting in about a year. And she sounded different, more like when we were first married. I told her I was glad she was ok, let her talk to our daughter and ended the call. I was confused and could shake the fact that she said “I love you” to me when I ended the call. After that she wanted to talk. Wanted to ask me things. Wanted forgiveness. I wanted nothing more than to forgive her, but I was so hurt, so damaged by what had happened, I just kind of put us both in limbo. We would spend time together, she would touch me again, smile at me again, on night she kissed me. Another night I succumbed to the loving embrace of her arms that I had been yearning to feel again for so long. I was feeling happy again. And then my mind said “remember the hurt, remember the pain, protect yourself” I was angry, I was wounded, and I was afraid of her. I couldn’t make it through the trauma of that happening again. Of my daughter going through that again. I told her I was willing to work on it slowly, but hurt and anger led me to inaction. To not communicate. She would cry when I left for the day. She would call me and text me, crying and begging. I would be home, staring at her pictures and our wedding bands that I had, crying myself into a pile on my floor. But I never told her that. I wouldn’t respond. It was a defense mechanism, I’d done it since I was a kid. Shut down emotionally in front of people, don’t let anyone know or see what I’m thinking. I’m not perfect either. She began to read it as indifference on my part towards her. Arguments started. In my pain and anger I found myself being mean to the person I still desperately loved. I found myself poisoning it. Over a span of two years. She was started to resent me the way I did her, me for her leaving me, her for me not taker her back when she wanted to prove her love again. Two people who had hurt each other too deeply. We finally got to the point where we could talk about it. She understood how hard it was for me, but she wished I would have told her how I dealt with it by myself, instead of building the wall I did, then she might not have taken it as indifference. I told her I understood how she came to resent me, how my inability to communicate, my anger, my hurtfulness had wounded her, made her resent the love she felt I threw back I her face. We both felt the same way. And we both love each other deeply, but are both so damaged by the last 3 1/2 years that it can’t work. She told me she’d recently started to talk to someone, and that it might be time to move on. I myself can not fathom that. I’d just as soon be alone than be with someone that’s not her. I don’t feel like I can give someone else the love I have for her, that I’d always compare that person to her at her best, at our best. I’m wondering, can I just focus on healing myself, living totally for my daughter and myself, and live a happy healthy life holding onto the good memories? Knowing I had the love of my life, and it ok not to want to try again?
Sorry again for the length of this post. But it feels so good to write all of this out. Please share any thoughts or insight you can.
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2020.08.19 06:53 JPBTX Can you be emotionally healthy without getting over someone? Is it ok to not want to move on?

My first Reddit post. I really would love feedback, any kind. I just want to know everyone’s thoughts, maybe to give me a direction to consider that I might never have thought of. I know I won’t get over my ex wife, and I have no desire to. Can I still be a happy person? Can I be ok by just holding onto the good memories I have of the love of my life, but never never letting go? Can that be healthy? Can that be done a healthy way?
Sorry for the length of this post. I’ve rewritten it several times, trying to only keep the relevant details. I (35 M) met my now ex wife (31 F) when I was home from college. She was a few years younger than me but I felt an instant “spark”, which years later she told me she also felt. Due to several reasons we did not get romantics involved then, but became friends. Social media became popular the next year and we kept in touch that way. From my late teens through my mid 20s, I never had much trouble getting dates but my longest relationship was maybe 4 months. I was very footloose, really only worried about having fun, and had always preferred being a something of a loner anyway. I was always upfront about not wanting a relationship, just a good time, when I met a girl as I wanted to manage expectations and not hurt anyone, so most of the girls I spent time with wanted only the same thing. My ex on the other hand had a few long term relationships, including an engagement before we got together.
Ever since the first time I saw her (which I still remember vividly) she crossed my mind very often. I watched her relationships play out on social media, chatted with her on a semi regular basis, and after she dropped out of college and came home, she started working as a bartender, I’d make it a point to go see her at her work. Each time I was greeted warmly and she always made sure to ask if I still had her number and insist I should call her soon. She had an long, on-again-off-again relationship with her fiancé, so I always second guess it and never called. Finally, when I was shortly before I turned 28, she messaged me saying she had started working at a bar that was close to my home. I ended up stopping in to see her, having another great conversation, getting another insistence that I call her soon. The next Monday she text me and said “well, if you won’t take the hint, I’ll just make it easy for you! Ask Me out on a date so I can say yes!”
When went on our first date 8 years after we met. I knew almost immediately I was on my first date with my future wife. I had built her up in my head over the past 8 years, and she was even better than I dreamed. Gorgeous, intelligent, funny, cute, kind, caring, I felt like I hit the lottery. My mother had passed away about 4 months prior and it was the first time I’d felt happy since that happened. I took my mother’s death very hard and was not coping with it in a healthy way. She helped me see that and helped me through that time. We dated for several months and I was positive I wanted to marry her. Physically, we felt like we had to make up for lost time, and just after our first holiday season as a couple we found out she was pregnant. I was scared as could be but also very happy. She was worried I’d feel trapped, but I reassured her this would simply change our plans around, but I was happy and wanted to marry her because I loved her, which was the absolute truth. We moved in together and had our ups and downs, but we worked hard at it together. She was strong for me, tender and loving at all the moments I needed her to be, it was like she could read my mind, always knowing what I need emotionally at each moment, and in turn I treated her like a queen, did everything I could to make her pregnancy as easy and comfortable and healthy as possible. We had our baby, our perfect little girl who is now almost 7, got married, and our little family was a fountain of love. Some times were hard and some weren’t, but every day was better than the previous. Then we had a series of misfortunes, I was downsized out of a high paying job with excellent benefits in the energy industry, but I managed to quickly find a job with a smaller company, although I took a pay cut and had lackluster insurance the first year I was employed there. At the same time, our daughter needed eye surgery and the out of pocket expense where going to hurt us. To offset this, we moved into a three room addition in her grandparents home (we had several offers from members of my family and hers, but chose this one as we would have the most room and the could use our help around the house with things). This was the beginning of the end. My wife had issues. While incredibly pretty and very smart, she suffered from depression and self loathing. She couldn’t understand why I put her on such a pedestal when she herself thought she was worthless. She had been in an abusive relationship before me, and her family, with very few exceptions, was not very supportive of any ideas or dreams she had. My family believed in hard work, smart choices, and always striving to achieve more. Her family preached mediocrity and getting by. My parents were older and established when my sister and I were born, my mother had a masters degree and my father, a USMC veteran who saw combat in Vietnam, built a successful business from nothing. Her parents were younger when she was born, and despite her father having a good job with a large regional company, they weren’t very good at managing there money and frequently were in debt. This was also told to my wife at a young age, adding stress that no child should have to endure. (Just to clarify, my former in-laws are great people, some of the nicest people I’ve ever met, I’m lucky to still have a great relationship with them because of my daughter. But these are facts that contributed to my wife’s issues). My wife began to seek treatment for her depression. I encouraged her to talk to a therapist, unbeknownst to me she started seeing a psychiatrist. Taking medication was encouraged in her family, and before long she was on several anti-depressants and shortly after given Xanax for anxiety. I quickly started noticing changes in her. Mood swings, she lost almost all interest in intimacy and frequently withheld affection from me, but thankfully never our daughter. When I would talk to her about this she would go back to her doctor, tell her the problems were we’re having, and he would change her antidepressants around and prescribe MORE Xanax. At this point she lost her job, and started spending all her time in bed. I became the sole caregiver to our daughter while working a full time job. I had no experience with this sort of thing and just thought I needed to help her now more than ever, “in sickness and in health”, and I became more devoted, which I realized later that I was a huge enabler. She also began to actively pick fights with me, and unfortunately many happened in front of our then 3 year old daughter. Finally things crossed a line and the one of the few things I told myself I wouldn’t take happened. I took my daughter and moved out one awful night. After that there was more fighting. One day two weeks later was better. We talked and decided on a separation with the goal of working things out and saving our marriage. I insisted on counseling, she went to one session with me and walked out five minutes in. More fighting, along with constant hurtful and hateful comments, she told me multiple times she hated me and always insisted I never loved her. I tried desperately, begged her to try to fix this. All the while she continued on the medication, continued to make everything so hard. She alienated her entire family. She spread horrible lies about me, insisted I was the cause of this separation, through abuse and infidelity on my part. The family members she told quickly told me and assured me they believed none of it. Then finally, about 7 months after we initially split up, she called me the day before Halloween and told me that she had decided she wasn’t emotionally capable of trying to work things out, she didn’t love me anymore and wanted a divorce. I was devastated, but when faced with the words “I don’t love you anymore” I decided to save what little pride I had left. I replied “ok, I’ll go ahead and file tomorrow.” A few weeks later, the week before Thanksgiving, she started seeing some guy. I was lost in a haze of heartbreak and sadness. I did what I could to get through the holidays. I had worked my way up in my company at work, and spent what little down time I had, when I wasn’t working or with my daughter, who primarily stayed with me, at the gym. I began to feel better physically, but emotionally was still a wreck. I definitely overindulged my daughter for Christmas that year, but it helped me feel better. The new year came and at the end of January I got a call one Friday night, it was the guy she was seeing, he sounded panicked, apologized for calling but my number was the first on her recent calls, and told me my ex had had a seizure and fallen down some stairs. I asked if she was ok and he said he thought so but had already called 911, he needed to know if she had a history of seizures and I responded “only during withdrawals from the Xanax”. I had taken her off my insure starting that new year, so her last prescription was picked up right before New Years, and she had apparently gone through all of it (90 full bars a month, mega overprescribing) and went into withdrawals. He claimed have had no idea she took Xanax. I gave him her moms number and hung up. I checked with her mother later and the hospital had confirmed it was due to withdrawals. A couple nights later I got a call from my ex. She asked where I was. I told her I was at home (my dads, where I went when we split), she asked where our daughter was, I told her with me. She asked why I wasn’t up there, which was a little confusing, but a told her because we were getting a divorce. She immediately burst into tears. She claimed to not remember the past year, couldn’t figure out who the guy there was, and said that her mom told her we had split up but she thought it was some cruel joke. I didn’t know what to think. This was the longest we’d talked without fighting in about a year. And she sounded different, more like when we were first married. I told her I was glad she was ok, let her talk to our daughter and ended the call. I was confused and could shake the fact that she said “I love you” to me when I ended the call. After that she wanted to talk. Wanted to ask me things. Wanted forgiveness. I wanted nothing more than to forgive her, but I was so hurt, so damaged by what had happened, I just kind of put us both in limbo. We would spend time together, she would touch me again, smile at me again, on night she kissed me. Another night I succumbed to the loving embrace of her arms that I had been yearning to feel again for so long. I was feeling happy again. And then my mind said “remember the hurt, remember the pain, protect yourself” I was angry, I was wounded, and I was afraid of her. I couldn’t make it through the trauma of that happening again. Of my daughter going through that again. I told her I was willing to work on it slowly, but hurt and anger led me to inaction. To not communicate. She would cry when I left for the day. She would call me and text me, crying and begging. I would be home, staring at her pictures and our wedding bands that I had, crying myself into a pile on my floor. But I never told her that. I wouldn’t respond. It was a defense mechanism, I’d done it since I was a kid. Shut down emotionally in front of people, don’t let anyone know or see what I’m thinking. I’m not perfect either. She began to read it as indifference on my part towards her. Arguments started. In my pain and anger I found myself being mean to the person I still desperately loved. I found myself poisoning it. Over a span of two years. She was started to resent me the way I did her, me for her leaving me, her for me not taker her back when she wanted to prove her love again. Two people who had hurt each other too deeply. We finally got to the point where we could talk about it. She understood how hard it was for me, but she wished I would have told her how I dealt with it by myself, instead of building the wall I did, then she might not have taken it as indifference. I told her I understood how she came to resent me, how my inability to communicate, my anger, my hurtfulness had wounded her, made her resent the love she felt I threw back I her face. We both felt the same way. And we both love each other deeply, but are both so damaged by the last 3 1/2 years that it can’t work. She told me she’d recently started to talk to someone, and that it might be time to move on. I myself can not fathom that. I’d just as soon be alone than be with someone that’s not her. I don’t feel like I can give someone else the love I have for her, that I’d always compare that person to her at her best, at our best. I’m wondering, can I just focus on healing myself, living totally for my daughter and myself, and live a happy healthy life holding onto the good memories? Knowing I had the love of my life, and it ok not to want to try again?
Sorry again for the length of this post. But it feels so good to write all of this out. Please share any thoughts or insight you can.
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