I am writing this to you using generalities, and addressing common occurrences, from an enlisted member's point of view. Notice also that I have not addressed this to other dependants or husbands of female military members since they are the minority in the subject. I realize that this will make some of you laugh, but will also hurt a lot of feelings. Know this. I care less about your feelings than I do about the lint between my toes. I care not if you are married an E-1, an E-9, or the CENTCOM Commander. Unless you signed the on the dotted line, and raised your right hand,
You husband, regardless of his branch of service, has signed eight years of his life over to the control of the military and Department of Defense. This is generally a term of 4 years of active service, with 4 years in the Individual Ready Reserve (IRR) if he chooses not re-up (re-enlist) or resigns his commission. This is not a decision that is made lightly, and is usually only made after some time of careful thought and consideration. During these four years of active service he must abide by the stringent and numerous rules and regulations that the military has in place. Every branch abides by the Uniform Code Of Military Justice (U.C.M.J.) and each branch of service also has their own set of rules, regulations and orders that each individual must follow..
He has made the conscious decision to subject himself to a myriad of small torturous acts that civilians never encounter. Minimal hours of sleep. People screaming in his face. Digging holes just to fill them back in hours later. Never-ending formations and standing around. Living in a room with another man that he may or may not hate. Terrible food that prison inmates wouldn’t eat. Sleeping in holes or on rocks. Being told to do something only to be screamed at for doing it. Hiking up mountains only to turn around and hike down again. Being under the charge of people who do not care if he gets paid or goes hungry. Months of grueling training, without knowing who the enemy might be. Years of his life deployed beyond the comforts of home, in places where the people want nothing more than to harm him. He made this decision. You did not. He has experienced all of this and lived with the consequences of his decision.
He may be a combat veteran who has seen things that would cause grown men to faint, throw up, or scream in uncontrollable terror. He may have sat behind the wire with A/C, video games, and hot chow, hearing explosions in the distance and nothing more. He may have never deployed. It does not matter. These are his experiences. He alone earned his rank, title, awards, and the respect that comes with those. This is how he makes his money and supports his family. These are personal achievements that become cheapened when the word 'we' is introduced.
For example,
"WE are re-enlisting."
"WE are getting promoted."
"WE are getting an Award."
No, you are not doing any of those things. Would you enjoy working long hard hours, putting in months of work to graduate college early, only for someone else to take partial credit when they had done nothing to contribute?
Believe it or not, you both have very specific jobs. You are there to cheer him on, build him up, and be his rock. His job is to protect you, support you in your endeavors, and build you up. None of this permits you to waltz through his circle of friends demanding the respect that he has earned. Stop prancing around as if it does. You are entitled to nothing.
Editor: Zach Deloach