My Life Part II
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My Life Part II
I went through basic training and the school afterwards (AIT). Then I went to my first duty station in Fort Bliss, Texas, where my life would change drastically to the point of no return.
My first station was hard. I was in a small brigade where there were only 5 females, and only 4 of us living in the barracks. It was tough and many times I felt discrimination for being both Hispanic AND a female. My unit, the people I worked with on a daily basis, were all guys. And when we went to the field (which was the dessert by White Sands), I slept in the same tent with them all.
In the meantime, as a big flirter that I am, I had random sex with some of the guys in the brigade (NOT from the same unit I was in).
A new soldier (lets call him A) came to our unit about 2 months after I got there. We immediately connected and started dating. I loved him. I thought he loved me as well. I will never forget how wild we were for each other and all the crazy things we did together. We even have a couple of video tapes of each other having sex. It was great with him.
Back then I was only 21, and he was 24. Neither of us were thinking about marriage or anything alike. However, when he received his orders to go to Korea for a one-year tour, things changed. We clearly did not want to loose each other. And I will never understand why didn't he proposed or even gave me a promise ring or anything that would give me a clear sign that he would come back for me. I was hurt. My heart ached and I cried every night.
Once he was gone, he called me every night. My friends started taking me out to the clubs to get my mind off of it. And soon, I found myself in bed with another guy, who I didn't even find attractive! I never slept with that guy again, even though he was always chasing me afterwards.
My next door neighbor, who was a very good friend of mine, told me what all the guys had done. They were having a bet to see who was the next one to sleep with me and who was the next one to get me. I felt insulted, and at the same time flattered!
There was this one guy who (lets call him B) I always thought it was cute, and he had this "bad-boy" image that attracted me very much. Though since he had been friends with my ex, I didn't think it was appropriate, and he never really showed interest in me.....little did I know……
Soon, B got a new roommate (lets call his roommate C). A new soldier in the brigade. Well, of course I had the hotts for him! Well, sure enough, one night at the club, we hooked up. We came back to my room and had the wildest sex! I felt horrible knowing he was only 19 years old though. I never dated anyone younger that me.
So, now guy B was showing some jealousy. I read between the lines and in a couple of weeks, we started going out. At the same time, I was still going out B. AND they both knew I was sleeping with both of them. I must admit, it was fun and very exciting!
One night at the club, we were all out together. Both of them, me, and a few more friends. The 2 guys and I were dancing together. I started kissing one of them. Then I turned around and the other guy and I started kissing. They were both feeling me up and I thought to myself, this is going to be great! ;)
Sure enough, we got back to the barracks. All three of us went to my room and we had sex. It was awesome!
The very next day, B told me he's not really into what we had done the night before. He demanded me to choose one of them.
That took me a couple of weeks to think about it.
Eventually, I chose him. I regret that very much until this day. I should have never chosen either of them. But at the time, I was having fun.
A month after that happened, I received orders to go to Korea for a year. I was supposed to leave in about 3 months. I could not believe that it was happening to me!
By then, I hadn't heard from my ex, who was still in Korea. We had lost all contact (I wish we had myspace back then...lol).
One night, as me and B were drinking in his room, I proposed to him... ACK! Why did I do that!!!! I was obviously pretty drunk, and to be honest, I was sort of re-living what had happened between me and my ex. I hated the idea of being alone.
Anyway, of course he said yes. 1 month later, we got married by the Justice of the Peace in Texas.
Right before I left for Korea, we had find out that I was pregnant. I went for my first appointment and they estimated that I was 4 weeks pregnant. We were pretty excited.
Even though, all of my life, I always said I never wanted to get married before I was 30 years old, and I wanted to have kids after 32 or 33. But I was so excited to have another life growing inside of me.
A week later, we were coming back to our apartment. We heard on the radio the big, horrific news about one of the twin towers had been hit.
We rushed home, turned on the tv, and there, we saw the 2nd plane hit the 2nd tower! It was horrible! We just stood there in shock. 10 minutes later, we got a called from our sergeant to go back to base ASAP.
We got dressed, drove back. It took us 1 hour to drive only 6 miles back in the base. They were shutting down the base and we were on lock down.
We had to guard every door of our building that day.
At around lunch time, I wasn't feeling too well. I had asked my sergeant to please let me go for lunch and eat something. He told me I had to wait for the other guys to come back from their lunch. He knew I was pregnant, so I still don’t know why he didn't let me go first.
FINALLY, the guys came back and I went to the bathroom. I was bleeding. I was very nervous at the time, but I didn't know what to do. I ate lunch to see if maybe I would feel better.
The day was over, and they let us go home after a very very long day.
That night, I was having horrible cramps. I cried and cried, until my husband took me to the hospital at 3 in the morning.
It was already too late. I had lost the baby. There was nothing they could do anymore.
I went into total depression. And so did my husband.
Eventually, we had to face reality. Plus I was getting ready to leave for Korea. We tried to get him to go with me for that year, but in the end, it didn't happen, and I left on my own.
............ Continue on My Life Part III