In 2009, for personal reasons, I semi-retired. I ventured into other careers. In 2011, I lost my beloved Mom / bestie to esophageal cancer and made a huge promise to her: I continued my college education because that's what I promised her.
It's 2021 now, and I'm in grad school with the intention of becoming a counselor (LPC). I didn't begin this latest venture to allow anyone or anything to belittle everything I've ever accomplished nor to allow myself to be unappreciated for the myriad of badass things I've learned to do; nor to allow myself to be mistreated or disrespected.
To those foolish/pithy enough to stand in my way, go ahead and try. I've lost so much in my lifetime, but I learned to survive. I've learned to crawl when my Achilles heal was torn apart. I learned to breathe when my heart failed me and my thyroid was removed. I learned to live after losing my Dad, Mom, and my nephew who was more like a son to me. I learned to begin a new career when my employer that once placed me on a pedestal turned on me because I placed my Mom's (and mine) health first and above their need for money.
I have learned a lot out of life; moreover, I've learned compassion, love, and understanding.
So, if others have a need to threaten me, stifle me, or overlook me, well, that's on them. They won't stop me.
I'm always on the lookout for new adventures and opportunities. I'm sometimes diffident, but never ignorant. I'll play the game as it requires, but I won't go beyond if the monies don't match it. I'll never succumb to inferiority, complacency, prejudice, narcissism, or hate.
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