Dear readers,
I don't know if anyone will read this. Maybe noone will read this and maybe I'm just writing this for myself. I've dropped off the face of the earth it seems and I didn't really come back.
But in that time I struggled significantly with my mental health and it took a lot to get to a point where I was ok. I've also had to come to terms that my family doesn't care for me, atleast not how I care for them. I don't know how many tears I've cried over it, but it's been more than I should. And sometimes I feel dumb because I should have seen it when I graduated college and noone cared to come to my ceremony, or when I got married and it was all about everyone else, or when I had a baby and they decided to start a family fight instead of just being happy. No matter how much I begged to be included (and it was a lot since I was young) I was always the outsider. I've finally made my peace with it and moved on with my life.
But the good. I finally got promoted at 1 job, it was the thing I worked so hard for. I started another job and I absolutely love it (most of the time). I'm in a position to grow and learn so much. I still work on the ambulance part-time because, no matter what, I care deeply for people and I love caring for those that need it. Whether they care about me or what I do or not.
And with that, I hope this new year will bring better things, for myself and anyone that is out there. I don't know if I'll ever come back but I'm in a better state than I was. It may be a possibility.












