Until you walk through the gates and take the oath of office, you can bail (heck, you can even bail AFTER that).
Memories from USNA BattO days:
- The I-Day appointee who got their shaved -head haircut, then said, “uh…no, not staying.” Refused to leave his room until someone started the paperwork to undo everything so far.
- The plebe who jumped out a window. On the ground floor. Broke his leg.
- The plebe who told his parents he could go home over Plebe Parents Weekend, so they bought him a ticket for a flight Friday, and he slipped away, never to return.
- The plebe in white works who faded to the back of a formation, slipped out Gate 3, took a taxi to BWI, got on a plane to Charlotte to go be with his GF. A firstie in the Charlotte airport headed back to the Yard noticed him (White works! Shaved head!) and got his name off the name tag before the plebe sprinted away. Firstie promptly called back to OOD, which relieved the “lost a plebe” flail that had started. The chaplain found his parents, and they knew immediately why he had flown to Charlotte and where he likely was.
There are many more…and yes, it doesn’t seem right they would toss an appointment away so thoughtlessly when others were turned away, but the SAs build this kind of attrition into their model. There are some who earnestly believe this path is for them, they work their tails off for the appointment, they report in with high hopes, and then they meet the reality - and something implodes inside their minds. That tiny voice of doubt they had ignored for months? The unwillingness to face parents swathed in USNA gear, proud school teachers, family members who are old grads or vets and thinking “I’ll probably be okay?” The regret over scholarships and schools turned down? Fear of looking foolish? It can all come together and fire up the impulse decision center in the brain.
For the appointees out there, stay in good touch with yourself. Motivations, assumptions, expectations, feelings can all change from when you first started this journey. It is okay to have transient doubts. It is okay to have serious doubts, which you should examine and not hastily slam the lid on.
I know every SA grad here on SAF (and current midshipman or cadet) can recall classmates who didn’t get off the rollercoaster when they realized they truly didn’t want this path.