Originally posted by bismarck:
everytime i think of booking in to the camp i feel like throwing up, pulling my hair out and just screaming in frustration.
i dunno how long i can take this.
My first few weeks posted into 4 SIR was also quite bad... I was quite depressed, even though I have (and continue to have) a great buddy to talk to me everyday — it kept the blues off me.
I also stuck with my phone, and calling out and talking to my friends have really helped me out a lot. No matter what training there is, I would remind myself that it is all do-able. Generations have been there and done that; in fact, I think that they had it worse than me, doing NS at a time where the TSR has not been fully formed yet!
The support of my platoon mates meant a lot to me, for that I am really grateful. We b*tched together, cursed the system, and laughed it off after all the poo has dropped on us.
May I be frank to state that SAF is really like a nursery for real life. The working world is just outside the window of the nursery; the full brunt of storms are battening down, while NSFs are currently inside this mini-ecosystem. You make a mistake, all you are given are some push-ups, a few extras, and life goes on. Heck, you are even given a chance to climb the hierarchy and become a NSF officer!
If you can't survive the SAF, then I can say that you can't deal with the real world.
my unit new system practically throw me up also.....