Who Do You Think You Are?

As a warning, I am about to go on a rant. So if you don't feel like hearing it, don't read on.

A certain someone left a comment on my facebook earlier that has been bugging the shit out of me all day. I posted as a status "Hoping for a great beach day". Chelsee and I wanted to go get some sun and relax for a few hours by the ocean, and the forecast called for rain. Well, a comment was left that said "Man, you have it rough, huh?", clearly being sarcastic. Are you f*cking kidding?

Yes, my husband and I received military orders to come to Okinawa. We had to pack up our entire lives in Dayton and move thousands of miles away. We had to say goodbyes to all of our family and friends. We have to start a whole new life in a foreign country. And why? So my husband and all of the men and women in the military (and their families) can protect your f*cking ass from the bad guys down range. 

Yes, this island is absolutely beautiful. There are beaches everywhere and the water is gorgeous. Yes, I love going to the beach and I don't think there is anything wrong with that. And why don't I work? Well let's see.. I've applied for about 6 jobs now and nothing so far.. why? Because there are NO jobs here. Why should I have to sit at home and do NOTHING while I'm in this foreign country away from everything I knew in Ohio? It's not f*cking easy to be away from your family. It's not like I can just drive a few hours and see them. I would have to spend thousands of dollars flying back across the pacific just to get back to the states. 

I am HERE, on this island, supporting my brave husband, trying to be a good wife, trying not to get homesick. If I want to go to a f*cking beach and lay out for a few hours, I sure as hell will do so. Who the hell are you to make that comment? NO ONE. You are NO ONE.

In regards to the comment: It might not seem like I have a rough life. I could see how all these beautiful pictures I've been taking, and places I have been going, would seem like everything is just peachy keen over here. And as of right now, it is. Except for missing the crap out of my family and my friends. But there will come a day, guaranteed, when my life will be rough. Because my husband will be away, once again, protecting your ass. Until then, I am going to enjoy every second, of every minute, of every day that I am on this island. And if you don't like it you can go F*CK OFF!