I was a youth in East Tennessee who wanted to join the Marines out of High School and then go to College in Virginia and then apply to Quantico in Criminal Justice.
Yet my plans were thwarted by my father who told me it would either kill me or make me a man. In hindsight I shouldn’t have started listening to him then. Joining the Bureau was a dream of mine.
Hindsight has taught me much. Just how obsessive I can be about details and my memory would have helped me do missing persons, background checks and general investigations in due diligence. That I know for certain.
But for now I do a bullshit job and write every night; like I can write to begin with. I don’t know. I guess I need to vent. I’m in love with a police officer and even if it progresses to a point where we can move forward with anything or just be friends I don’t know. But the whole situation reminds me of something very important.
That I was capable of the life she has and that I could have had a life where I could have helped seek justice for the citizens and help serve my country. That’s what she does for me. That is why I love her and I’ve been reeling on here for a week and at last you guys know a little about me.
Consider yourselves lucky. 😊🤣😉