I'm slightly afraid that I might not fit in anywhere, after my MC. I spend far too much time cooping myself at home and avoiding people that the whole mechanics of interacting with people, specifically civilians has been lost on me. During the rare occasions that I do interact with people I rely heavily on attempting to be inconspicuous and hazy memories of lectures that I had about effective communication in the workplace from my previous job.
I also fear that after revolving my life around paid television programming, I don't have the grit to go back to camp and be a manly manly soldier, full of pride and drive. Of course, pride is everything. Without it, I wouldn't trouble myself to actually care. I hope I haven't lost that.
Getting my fitness back on track after nearly two months after inactivity is going to hurt.
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