I grew up on an Air Force Base, my father was in the Air Force, so we moved around a lot, actually. It's the only life I knew growing up, so it didn't bother me until I was a teenager.
By the time I was in my teens, I didn't have a solid group of friends to hang out with. We were constantly moving from base to base in different states and even different countries. Now that I'm older, I absolutely appreciate the ability my father gave us to travel. We always had a house to live in and school to go to.
The only time I liked changing bases, was if I wasn't doing well socially in school. I learned pretty quickly, though, that to survive on an Air base, school and friends were key.
I would tailor my personality to fit in with the most popular kids in whatever school I was in-- even if I didn't like them. I think that's why it got so hard when I was a teenager.