The Academy, Where It All Starts

The Police Academy was a great experience and at the very beginning you were told you would not graduate being the same person. You would change, most of your friends would change and the way you viewed things would also change. Of course that first day, even the first week you did not believe that would happen. Throughout the weeks you were under a constant threat of being caught if you did something wrong. One of the things it did was keep you in line, another was that you bonded with your peers. Both taught you CYA (cover your ass). Half way through you now belonged to something great. By the time you were handed your gun and shield you were a changed person. It was powerful but only if you had all three, your shield, your gun, and your peers. Something happens and you will do anything to keep the three. Once you have taken action, it either becomes easier or it will become your skeleton in the closet. Answer the following three questions?

What extreme measures have you experienced and/or seen in order to keep the three? Is this where you have constant fights with your demons? Does this start your trip to depression?