
by Meaghan Parchert
“Leadership in a democratic Army means firmness, not harshness; understanding, not weakness; justice, not license; humaneness, not intolerance; generosity, not selfishness; pride, not egotism.” – GEN Omar Bradley
Objectively, I had a successful career in the Army. However, I let my ego get the best of me, and, ultimately, it was responsible for my greatest failure. Because of my ego, I am medically retiring at 34 years old—permanently disabled after 11 years of service.
I write this reflection as I transition to a career in public education, hoping that my unfortunate experience can motivate some introspection or reflection for those continuing their service. I hope that my failure can be your lesson.
The line between ego and pride is razor thin. When I started, I was twenty-three, a new Second Lieutenant in my first unit of assignment at Fort Hood. As one of three females in the organization, I felt immense pressure to prove I deserved to be there. I was eager to emulate all the behaviors and attitudes of “successful” and “respected” senior Officers and NCOs: show up early, leave late, be ever-present, run fast, be thin, never apologize, never be on profile, have no personal issues, and, when you think you have nothing left to give the Army, give a little more. I thought I had it figured out. At the time, I had perceived these traits as self-respect, but that really wasn’t what I was feeling. This wasn’t professional pride. It wasn’t true selfless service or duty—this was ego.





