Offering feedback from another perspective, generations of service academy graduates have noted their experiences in the pressure cooker of that first summer and first year, where they seemed to be failing at every turn, where nothing seems good enough, where everything seems hopeless, where they realized their weaknesses, where the pressure and chaos and churning gut seem never-ending - THIS is what enabled them to be in the moment and function well, to recall training, to think in multiple levels, to assess complex situations with laser focus, to compartmentalize unneeded fears and emotions, to live to fight another day, to break out the grit and bear down and get through - in real-life situations with the wailing of multiple alarms in a cockpit, leading people in combat zones, going in harm’s way, enduring tough days and dynamic situations that can occur in a wide range of “routine” and not-so-routine duties. Long sentence, one theme: there is a “why” to this experience, and knowing it is often critical to getting oneself through it.
Offering your DD something to skim through in about 10-15 minutes, if she can squeeze them out. VADM Stockdale clarified in his own mind, essentially, he was in control of how he felt about things. His captors were not in control of his mood or perspective or sense of self-worth. There were many things he could not control, so he decided there was nothing he could do about those. He remained in charge of his own thoughts and feelings.
For your DD, learning how to coach herself out of a slide, setting aside things/people she can’t control and how she has made herself feel about them and just pressing on, learning to get help from any quarter, and focusing on things she can actually control - these are the life skills to build on, so when the poop really hits the fan in a real-life situation, she will be ready. She holds all the keys to solving this.
Can your DD learn to be the master of her fate?
Equally, there is no shame in finding out, after giving it her best shot, she is not suited for this life. Whatever she may have thought of “service,” in terms of assumptions and expectations, may have not been at all the reality she has experienced, nor what she is prepared or suited for. I always said the Navy made me into a “recovering perfectionist.” I learned to let go of the small things, accept not everything would go according to plan, grow a thick skin, accept that chaos would occasionally be the norm and pressure near unbearable. It is truly not for everyone, and that is okay. Let her figure it out.