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with a pulled quad in my right leg, sprained my left ankle and finally graduated with a broken metatarsal bone in my left foot. I broke it during at the 3-mile point of the 11-mile ruck march. I had finished the march and found out the next day that the bone was broken. Proudly, I was able to graduate with my class and marched in my combat boots with the other graduates. Advanced Individual Training was a blur. I graduated with honors and, at that point, I knew I had accomplished my mission of continuing the family tradition.
Between 2010 and 2013, my husband deployed to Afghanistan four times. I led a pretty simple life during that time. I attended college, was a student in ROTC, practiced shooting with my compound bow, became heavily involved in bow-fishing, and continued attending my monthly Battle Assemblies.
At Fort Hood, Texas in 2012, I was sexually assaulted by a ranking enlisted officer. He and his buddies had all been drinking. I had my puppy with me during this trip. I stated that I was going to go to my room to let her out. I motioned for my battle buddy to walk with me instead of the enlisted officer. My battle assured me that he would be watching the whole time. I went into my room and the NCO stood at the door. I bent down to let my puppy out when he charged into my room. He grabbed me and started forcing himself on me. As I was standing there frozen, in shock, I looked over my shoulder and saw that my pistol was on the opposite side of the room. I cannot recall the timing but my battle showed up at the door and yelled for the guy to get off of me. I was unable to speak and comprehend what had just happened. My battle buddy called my husband and I was able to finally speak and recount what had just happened. My husband called the cops from Alabama and reported the situation. The only way I can remember from the time that I talked to my husband to the next morning, I have to read the police report. I’ve read it twice since then and I still get the same feelings that I did then. In the end, the NCO went to jail.
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