I was looking at another one of these blog suggestion from Missy and I had an idea. Why doesn't the male side of this have a version for themselves. A lot of us can't become a SG....Whether it be for practical reasons like not have the genitalia or more extravagant reasons....We just can afford the sex change operation (yet). I propose I am going to add my own little spin to this and try it out. You know... For shits and giggles. Mostly for the giggles though.
Why I want to be a...Marine.
People who have followed my blog know how heavy I used to be. If anyone is curious they can always find my fat pictures here within a couple of clicks. I have never been ashamed of how heavy I used to be. I loved being fat at times. The food, the video games and all around easy life. It was a great time for me but it quickly turned dark when I found myself turning unhappy with my predicament. Soon enough the things that felt like they used to sustain me didn't anymore I found myself looking into a dark chasm full of self hate and despair.
It didn't change until I met my grandfather who I had not seen in 10 years and heard him call me fat. I decided then I was never going to let anyone call me that but myself. I'm my own harshest critic and I worked my ass off. I was that man struggling to lose weight at the gym. Not knowing what they hell he was doing but taking it one step at a time. I changed my job to a more physical job as well. Working in a warehouse, unloading trucks and loading appliances in people cars. I changed my whole life into the idea of being as fit as I could.
When I started to come down below -230 pounds I knew it was time to make a choice in my life. My work had been turning spoiled because of new management and I couldn't stand to be reliant off of my family much longer. That's when I decided that I would become reliant off the U.S Government and join the military. I had not decided on a branch for some time. Juggling the choices between Airforce or Marine Corps. When my work became too much I put my two weeks and decided to myself the next day I would make a choice. When I arrived at the gym the next day I saw a flyer for the Marine Corps there. That was my sign.
I knew that I was intelligent enough for the Airforce if needed but the Marine Corps held more satisfaction for me. The idea of doing something not many people can, the idea of being as physically fit as possible, the honor that comes with that title was all I needed to make my choice. Now I am a month away from the hardest 3 month period of my life to see if I am able to do it. I could not be more excited or more nervous at the same time.
