Psychedalienation
Bluelighter
Just got issued 2 (maybe 3) Article 15's in the US Army. They found nicotine shit in my room and destroyed my room and found a bunch of other shit I shouldn't have had. Don't know what this means for my future.
I am staying motivated as best as I can. Don't know if I'm suppressing emotions or genuinely overcoming. Don't know what I'm going to tell my family if I get kicked out.
Came here from the streets. Whole life has been a story of addiction and failure up to this point. This was supposed to change me. I got wasted the other day and people snitched on me. Like WASTED. So they're going to talk to me about that and I have no choice but to admit.
Worried about ciivilian employment if I get chaptered out other than honorable.
May not seem serious but in TRADOC (where I am now), it is.
Sort of in a dark place. Don't really know why I'm writing this. Guess I need support. Don't have a lot of friends. It's been hard here. Hard to control myself. Hard dealing with getting shit on all the time by the Army. This place was never meant for me but it was last resort. Ugh. I had 6 weeks left of training too. Then I'd be golden. Fucked it all up. Coulnd't control my urges to be addicted to something (Nicotine/Caffiene against the regulations, plus underage)
Idk I probably sound stupid. I'm training to be a Behavioral Health Technician. Don't know how to tell my family. They were so proud of me. Pushed through Basic Training. Felt like I was on top of the world. Made it here, slowly declined into never cleaning my area, juuling all the time, drinking, sneaking off when I wasn't allowed to, donig everything I could against the rules without getting caught. Got mad fucked up off DXM on accident, woke up tripping sack, bad trip. Went to sick call said I was dehydrated. Got away with it. But still, stupid and not worth it. Old habits, old behavior patterns. Guess this is why they diagnosed me with ODD long ago.
I don't know what to do really. They haven't dished out my punishments yet. They have like 3-4 negative counselings n me. Forcing me to write 90 pages in a week, a 1000 word essay, and now these articles. If I don't complete said essays and policy letters in time, it's more articles. Stressed. No time to do any of this. Never get time to myself.
If I get extra duty, I have to work my ass off from 6 am to 10 pm all day every day and get no time to myself. Plus no pay. Plus I still might get chaptered out.
So tempted to ask out and go back to smoking weed and go to college. Stupid idea. This was a good opportunity for me. No one really cares.
Watching motivational videos trying to set goals for myself to get a sense of accomplishment to get my dopamine up. I have mad ADHD lol. Dopamine's low.
This was a scattered thought post. I've had like 400mg caffeine. Trying to stay up cleaning this trashed room, and get my area organized to get my thoughts organized. It's a feedback loop I heard.
Love all of you, you've all been there for me when I've gotten into some shit. Not sure alot of you can relate. Just thought I'd put this out there to get some shit off my mind. All my friends here are squared away and don't break rules. Feel pretty alone and anxious.
Can't wait to get my shit together and take some shrooms and refresh my fucking mind. Get back into appreciation. Neglecting myself and others around me. Alot of hate in me that I notice but comes out. Probably a stress reaction.
This has been a bullshit rant. Goodbye.
I am staying motivated as best as I can. Don't know if I'm suppressing emotions or genuinely overcoming. Don't know what I'm going to tell my family if I get kicked out.
Came here from the streets. Whole life has been a story of addiction and failure up to this point. This was supposed to change me. I got wasted the other day and people snitched on me. Like WASTED. So they're going to talk to me about that and I have no choice but to admit.
Worried about ciivilian employment if I get chaptered out other than honorable.
May not seem serious but in TRADOC (where I am now), it is.
Sort of in a dark place. Don't really know why I'm writing this. Guess I need support. Don't have a lot of friends. It's been hard here. Hard to control myself. Hard dealing with getting shit on all the time by the Army. This place was never meant for me but it was last resort. Ugh. I had 6 weeks left of training too. Then I'd be golden. Fucked it all up. Coulnd't control my urges to be addicted to something (Nicotine/Caffiene against the regulations, plus underage)
Idk I probably sound stupid. I'm training to be a Behavioral Health Technician. Don't know how to tell my family. They were so proud of me. Pushed through Basic Training. Felt like I was on top of the world. Made it here, slowly declined into never cleaning my area, juuling all the time, drinking, sneaking off when I wasn't allowed to, donig everything I could against the rules without getting caught. Got mad fucked up off DXM on accident, woke up tripping sack, bad trip. Went to sick call said I was dehydrated. Got away with it. But still, stupid and not worth it. Old habits, old behavior patterns. Guess this is why they diagnosed me with ODD long ago.
I don't know what to do really. They haven't dished out my punishments yet. They have like 3-4 negative counselings n me. Forcing me to write 90 pages in a week, a 1000 word essay, and now these articles. If I don't complete said essays and policy letters in time, it's more articles. Stressed. No time to do any of this. Never get time to myself.
If I get extra duty, I have to work my ass off from 6 am to 10 pm all day every day and get no time to myself. Plus no pay. Plus I still might get chaptered out.
So tempted to ask out and go back to smoking weed and go to college. Stupid idea. This was a good opportunity for me. No one really cares.
Watching motivational videos trying to set goals for myself to get a sense of accomplishment to get my dopamine up. I have mad ADHD lol. Dopamine's low.
This was a scattered thought post. I've had like 400mg caffeine. Trying to stay up cleaning this trashed room, and get my area organized to get my thoughts organized. It's a feedback loop I heard.
Love all of you, you've all been there for me when I've gotten into some shit. Not sure alot of you can relate. Just thought I'd put this out there to get some shit off my mind. All my friends here are squared away and don't break rules. Feel pretty alone and anxious.
Can't wait to get my shit together and take some shrooms and refresh my fucking mind. Get back into appreciation. Neglecting myself and others around me. Alot of hate in me that I notice but comes out. Probably a stress reaction.
This has been a bullshit rant. Goodbye.