When my military career took me to South Korea, it was the first time I lived in a dense urban environment and I absolutely loved it. By sheer luck, I ended up in Washington DC after that. The work was...chaotic, but the dating scene was great, the gaming scene was full of charismatic dorks who got me into eurogames, and the activities and events were endless. I rode my bike to work every chance I could for three years. I wanted to live there and die there.
...Then they sent me to San Antonio. A city where I thought I would find a similar social circle and a good dating scene. The people there are carrying 30 extra lbs of Jesus. The gamers are elderly or obsese slobs (one fat bastered didn't wash his hands in the bathroom and sneered at me when I asked him to). The dating scene is awful (teen pregnancy capital of Western Civilization.) My bicycle is in storage becaue the thoughless design of San Antonio's roads eat bikers and spit out their bones. I found myself visiting Austin whenever I could, because it reminded me of DC.
I've been thinking of leaving the military (something I've been dwelling on since Trump got elected) and a recent epiphany about why I was miserable in San Antonio leaves me to believe I will never be happy in the military.
You see, when I tell my peers that I miss DC, they look at me like I'm bonkers. Its because I don't have a family and don't want one (I've seen too much trauma in poverty during the Bush Recession). I've heard someone on the internet, also in the military, complaining about being "lonely" in DC, which boggled me.
It turns out he
has a family, and the churches weren't giving him the community he wanted. Meanwhile I will probably never set foot in a church again. I'm done with their hypocrisy.
I am repulsed by my peers. When the Iran strike happened, they were giggling and looking at war memes while I was trying not to puke. The base I'm currently at school at only has the Weather Channel and Fox News, and I have to keep my head turned away from the news. I'm surrounded by a lot of folks who think the detention centers are just such a swell idea because they make the immigrants stop coming. I'm fed up with the casual racism of the military community.
I was happy in DC because it was not
a military community. There are tons of military, but why is it not a military community? Because at the end of the day or week, I could get rid of the uniform, find concerts, poke around in Meetup and Eventbrite, and mingle with educated, charismatic strangers who know how to dress and eat a damn vegetable. None
of them were military. The military all drive home to the suburbs of Virginia to raise their families. The women in DC were educated and healthy. Dating didn't go well for me, but I did meet my first girlfriend there. I was mostly lonely, but make no mistake, I was never, ever
bored. Leaving the military is no longer just about Trump, its about finding the community I belong in.
I think I'm meant to live and die in a big godless metropolitan environment. And my recent graduation from a cyber school was the final nail in the coffin. I have extracted possibly the most lucrative
training imaginable from the military industrial complex. I have an opportunity to get out of the military before Trump gets me killed, and be wisked away to a cyber security job on a chariot of gold.
Sorting out separating the military is a different topic that I will seek help with from professionals soon. I would like help learning about urban America. I want to be with my formless, shapeless, raceless, godless brothers and sisters in a big city, but I've only lived in DC while living with a housing allowance that let me get a reasonable apartment easily. What is the nature of living in DC and/or Austin for regular civilians? Do you rent an apartment or own one?
I'm only slightly curious about Seattle. I'm not a northerner. I grew up in the south my whole life and prefer warm climates.