I always though joining the Navy would be an amazing adventure. Its been nothing but. It feels more like prison. Not physically but mentally. I live 3000 miles away from my family. I work I come home to a barracks room that I share with 3 strangers. I buy or cook some shitty meal. I do my chores. Play video games and talk with my only friends 3000 miles away. Rinse repeat. Every day. For the past 2 years. Seen my family for a total of about a month since I joined. Seen my extended family once. And my friends about 4 times. All I want in life is to be back home. I dont care how shitty the work is. I dont care what I have to deal with. I am inable to make friends in the military because everyone is either miserable like myself, a degenerate, completely self absorbed, or obsessed with money. And my duty station to is miserable. Just one big shithole city for miles. No true nature for hours. Its sick. I hate it. This place I live in is a dystopian mess. I am stuck and misersble. I find it hard to even lesve my room lately other than for work. If I did t have my friends from back home and my family to talk to I would have probably done something drastic by now.  I cant even drink anymore because I lose control and become violent. All I wanted from the military was to escape one shitty situation and I just planted myself directly into another.