I'm in D.C. For the week because I got drug along for some stuff for my wife as a 'caregiver.' I won't bother with bitching about what is out there for the severely wounded; guys in my position know why.
Anyway, I got suckered in to sitting in on a group interview today for a major network. The interview was designed to bring light to the difficulties faced by the spousal-support element for the severely injured. Don't get me wrong, I know I would not be where I am today if it weren't for her.
The interview started out with one wife whining, then the next one went on for 20 minutes with her sob story. My wife was next, and she just started crying. WTF!?!?!? I provide. I ask for little and give all because of the respect and devotion I have to her. The whole thing was a circus.
I hate being objectified, and that is all that happened. The women carried on like they live miserable lives. Maybe they do, but my wife lives like a queen. I have a 6-figure income, she drives a Benz, goes to the gym daily, and lives with all she could ever want. I dont verbally, physically, or psychologically abuse her. For me to be tied in to this situation implies that I am a burden, not a provider.
Eventually, myself and another grunt stood up and walked out. I have enough dignity not to air my laundry on a world-wide platform where random people will further develop their opinions.
Is it wrong that I am so pissed? I honestly don't ever want to ever have myself gauged by my service and am on the verge of denying I ever wore the uniform. I know people I work with will see this and it is going to effect my work environment. That pisses me off because I have worked for years to be where I am now.
I guess that's enough of the rant, but just thought I should blow off steam somewhere safe.
Anyway, I got suckered in to sitting in on a group interview today for a major network. The interview was designed to bring light to the difficulties faced by the spousal-support element for the severely injured. Don't get me wrong, I know I would not be where I am today if it weren't for her.
The interview started out with one wife whining, then the next one went on for 20 minutes with her sob story. My wife was next, and she just started crying. WTF!?!?!? I provide. I ask for little and give all because of the respect and devotion I have to her. The whole thing was a circus.
I hate being objectified, and that is all that happened. The women carried on like they live miserable lives. Maybe they do, but my wife lives like a queen. I have a 6-figure income, she drives a Benz, goes to the gym daily, and lives with all she could ever want. I dont verbally, physically, or psychologically abuse her. For me to be tied in to this situation implies that I am a burden, not a provider.
Eventually, myself and another grunt stood up and walked out. I have enough dignity not to air my laundry on a world-wide platform where random people will further develop their opinions.
Is it wrong that I am so pissed? I honestly don't ever want to ever have myself gauged by my service and am on the verge of denying I ever wore the uniform. I know people I work with will see this and it is going to effect my work environment. That pisses me off because I have worked for years to be where I am now.
I guess that's enough of the rant, but just thought I should blow off steam somewhere safe.