What things do you remember about adapting to military life?

Transitioning from military life to civilian life was challenging in some ways, some was with the day to day routines were different, and how we communicate with our peers

I remember the fast pace and never seeming to have time to complete the simplest task. It was like an nuclear shock to my brain. Once getting into rythem, I remember valuing every spare second I had and started to really make the most of my life even to this day.
This since value made my service feel my heart with pride especially when servings my country.

I didn't feel like it was hard adapting to military life and service, my parents raised me with the mindset "Do it right or don't do it at all" and I've always worked for more, never left a job without something better always lined up. I was 29 when I enlisted and I loved it. I wish I had done it at 19 when I graduated high school.

I had to adjust not sleeping much and being hollered at.

People dumber than me giving me orders!!!..

I was 19 years old, living in Cody Wy. I met a soldier, who was home on leave. Blind date, married 5 months later. I moved to Detroit, MI to Mt Clemens base. Culture shock, base housing. I had to grow up quick, 5 months later we moved to White Sands Missile Base, NM. 2 years later, I joined the Army and was sent to SC and then GA. Quite a lot of change in a short time.

The Vietnam War ended 2 years prior to MD enlisting. As a female in a non traditional role I was being tested by the men always. I mainly worked with and for Vietnam vets who taught me a great deal of things. But the one thing that required me to adapt was my first duty station in Panama. Working with Jotc as a private in a company that always went to the field. My take away from all of v this is know how job well amma share the information with your subordinates, taking care of their needs.

There were many expected adjustments that I didn't have much of an issue with. One thing that was a personal habit was putting my hands in my pockets. It would be a great day and there I am in uniform strolling down the street, hands in my pocket. No. No. In staying that I never got called out for the following hand heel thump to the head.

Getting use to PCSing every 3-4 years
Trying to explain to children about why they are leaving there friends
Living on post and how safe it was
Establishing relationships with different families every 3-4 years

I was 19 years old, I did not know how to shave, my drill sergeant had to teach me. I did not even know how to do my own laundry. Learning to take care of myself was a huge transition for me!