Disclaimer: Strong language. So! When I was 18, I was pretty much a lost cause. I worked in a gas station and smoked pot all day. I had graduated a semester early from high school, then dropped out of college shortly after. I was pretty depressed most of the time. I lived with my mother, and I was scared to death that if she found out about my sexuality she would throw me out of the house. On my way to work one day I glanced at the armed forces recruiting station. Me? In the military? Yeah right. But the thought stuck in my head. I started researching the subject and was disappointed when I found out about the Don't Ask Don't Tell policy. I threw the idea out. Then I lost my job. After a month or so of being unemployed, I decided to walk in to the Navy recruitment office. Navy = boats = less chance of dying. After I was buried up to my eyeballs in paperwork, I took a academic-type test to figure out which jobs I was able to do. I scored a 97. After loads of more paperwork, I decided on the job submarine sonar technician. So I went off to boot camp. It was lame and boring. I went through "A" school, or technical training. That was pretty cool. Then I reported to a boat. I was happily scrubbing the insides of the toilets and washing the dishes while getting my submarine qualifications done. Later, a simple two week deployment for sea trials. Then, enter room mate. Trashes the barracks room. Broken dishes everywhere, maggots and roaches all over everything. So I report him. He got very mad at me, and while I was out, went on to my computer and found the instant message conversation I had with my boyfriend. He reported this to his superiors. I had done nothing wrong in that respect, and they knew it. So instead, they processed me out with a charge of underage drinking. While being processed out, I was treated like I was less than human. I was once given five 6 hour watches to stand back to back. No one but my friends called me by anything but "faggot", and my friends didn't want to talk to me in fear of being labeled a queer. I had officers, who were supposed to be upstanding and professional, saying fags should be lynched within earshot of me. People a lower rank than me called me a faggot to my face. I received an honorable discharge, only because I threatened to take this to a court martial. So, what are your thoughts on gays in the military?