What trying to be the man really means

I hold myself to an insanely high standard. That standard has costs.

Yesterday, I had a toddler like meltdown, which, unfortunately, was a cost.

I will be better moving forward, but for those five minutes, I really lost it.

Why did I lose it, other than poor impulse control and not doing breath work?

I’m in my state’s National Guard. People like to shit on the National Guard, and, sometimes, it’s justified. Like most things, nuance.

Guard is tough because you technically “drill” once a month, and go away for two weeks a year for annual training.

HOWEVER COMMA (lawyer joke), that’s not the reality as you rise in the ranks. My other problem is people know I’m competent. I tried to hide it, but, unfortunately, could not.

I have had my two weeks of training already, both out of state.

Fine, what I signed up for.

But I get emails, and have separate matters that come up throughout the week that I have to address. I had a situation blow up….