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You Made Me Stronger
I will forever remember the impact you had on me when you left me in the dust. At the time, I thought you took a piece of me with you that I would never have again. I longed for my missing piece and regretted ever having shared anything with you. However, time moved on and I did too. Forgetting you was one of the most difficult things to do. Realizing that my piece wasn’t stolen by you, instead it was broken inside of me, was the most challenging thing to do. You never took believe of me with you, you left it behind, with me, and I had been too blind to see. Once the clouds cleared and the air returned I saw my broken piece and began to repair myself. I will never forget, I will always thank you for leaving my pieces broken so that I could rebuild myself. I will never forget that I can always piece myself back together. I heal with scars, but they are only visible to me. They are fading with time and I slowly forget about them. They’ll always be a small reminder of how you helped me become stronger.
Why I Will Never Regret Getting My BSN First
I just wanted to share my experience in choosing to do an accelerated BSN program versus a BSN straight to Masters program (or as some people call it direct entry to practice BS/MS). I had the option of going to Columbia and MGH and being done in approximately 2 ½ years, graduating with my NP/ Masters in Nursing and becoming a Psychiatric NP. See, the thing is if you apply to these programs that lead straight into a Masters degree you will have to pick a specialty to go into when you apply. Having known that I chose to pick psych because that was what I loved at the time. I volunteered at hospitals and was able to see a wide range of floors inducing geriatric, psych, neonatal, and med-surg. I also worked at a facility for mentally disabled children and thought that this was what I wanted to do. As stated above, I was accepted into those two direct entry programs, but at the same time I was accepted into U of R’s accelerated BSN program. I chose the latter and will never ever regret doing this. In fact, I love and stand by my decision so much that I wanted to share my experience with you all so that I may help open some eyes and help those with the decision to make the best one for themselves. Now, I am not saying that you shouldn’t do a direct entry program. Some people that I know that have done one love it and love what they do now, but for me I will never ever regret decision not to go to them and to instead get my bachelors first and practice nursing/ being an RN before going back to school. The reason why I love the decision I made, although it was a tough one and I doubted my decision constantly over the year, was because of the value that being a RN has given me. Without going through clinicals and getting to experience every field of nursing I would never have seen that I love something even more than I loved psych. Now, if I had done the direct entry program and discovered I had loved something else changing over would have been tougher because they admit you based on the specialty that you chose and they may not have an opening somewhere else. Also, going through the clinicals showed me how difficult being a nurse can really be, but it also taught me how rewarding the job can be as well. I am now working in the OR, something very different from psych nursing. Being able to get my BSN in nursing and then go out and practice helped me a lot because now I know for sure that I love where I am and what I am doing. Sure I would have loved being a psych NP, but being an RN first and practicing my nursing skills are values/ experience that I could never get in a classroom or in our hours of clinicals. I have to say that actually practicing as an RN not only will make me a better NP (if I choose to go that route), but will help me understand things better because I would have had the experience as a staff RN that I wouldn’t have had otherwise if I went through the direct entry program. The knowledge you gain as a practicing RN can not replace anything that you can learn in school. Empathy is something that is has to be felt, learned, experienced, and not taught to you by some professor. A lot of nursing has to be experienced in order to be truly felt and understood. I could not be a great NP if I had not experienced empathy as well as a slew of other emotions I have felt while practicing as an RN. I hope this has helped some of you make the hard decision to either go the direct entry route or practice as an RN first after obtaining your BSN.
Love, Life, and Hardships
I am writing this right now because I want to share my story with all of you. I feel that a lot of people can relate to what I will write and I want to give them hope. I want to show them the light.
The story begins with high school and college. I went about my life being one of those people who think love is never going to come to them. I seriously thought I would be alone my whole life (besides my family). I never saw myself as being the person who would be able to find someone that loved me for who I was. Saying I had low self esteem back then was an understatement. I would look at all my friends and all the people around me who were in relationships and I would think to myself, “now why can’t I be pretty, funny, confident, or insert any other term that applies here, like her?” Now don’t get me wrong, I didn’t mope around all day, I went about my days living and leading a relatively normal, fun, and great life, but there was always that feeling of “oh, I’m going to be alone.” Every opportunity that I thought I might have had with someone, every scenario I made up in my head, was all wishful thinking because nothing ever happened. I was either too shy or I doubted myself too much (the latter happened most often). I never had the courage to talk to a guy unless he talked to me first because I didn’t want to feel the feeling of embarrassment, or just feeling downright stupid for even thinking that he might be interested in me. High school went on just like this with me afraid to get my feelings hurt, but even more afraid of being rejected, embarrassed.
When college rolled around I thought that I could start anew because there was a whole group of people whom I didn’t know yet. People who didn’t know the awkward, shy, and weird high school me so I could do over myself. Let me tell you, I realized shortly that you cannot change yourself for someone to like you. I ended up really disliking and looking down on myself for the person I had become that I even longed to be the high school me again. Now no one will ever be the same as they were before because every new day means a new you. You can’t be the person you were yesterday because today is today, not yesterday or a week ago. Everyday we change for better or for worse, but in the end we look back and we learn. I found that college made me more confident, but I was still the same me and I worried about being alone. No one I had been with or spoken to had really engaged me or brought out the best in me. I was with a guy who I thought the world of at the time until he hurt me and I started to see his faults. I started to look past appearances and to really look at him as a person, to realize he wasn’t the right one for me. I didn’t like who I was becoming to make him happy. Sometimes I wish I didn’t get so caught up with him, that I would have seen sooner that he wasn’t a good fit, but take every experience and learn from it. I did, I learned what I wanted, what I needed, and how I wanted to feel in a relationship... how I should feel in a healthy, loving relationship. Coincidentally being with the wrong person helped me to see what I wanted in the right person and who I am and what I value the most.
This was when I met my fiance. We were friends first which allowed me to see just who he was for the person he really was. I wasn’t trying to impress him, I wasn’t trying for him to like me romantically so we both were our true selves. I believe this is the key to our successful and loving relationship. We have been together now for almost 3 years and he has brought the best out in me. He has loved me for who I am and he has also taught me some things that I could never have learned with anyone else. One of the greatest lessons he has taught me is the one of self confidence. Before him my self confidence was very low, non existent to be exact, but he taught me that I need it no matter who or what I am talking about I need to exuberant confidence. I had always been good about being confident in what I know, but I did doubt myself a lot. With his help I have learned that confidence is something that takes work. Confidence is not going to come immediately the next day, but is something to build up upon. Whenever I am with him I instantly feel more confident. I feel that we can conquer the world together as long as we are at each others sides, but he has also taught me to be confident without him. His love and faith in me has given me the strength and confidence to live life to the fullest for the both of us. Who would I be if I lacked confidence and started to drag him down with me? That was one of the questions I asked myself on one of my dark days. I didn’t want to bring the person I loved the most down with me, so I needed to change. I needed to be a better someone for him... for us. I now understand how love can change us for the better.
I haven’t been this happy in ages. This man right here has given me the strength and will to do better in my life. He has inspired me to be a better version of myself, one that I never thought possible. With him by my side I feel I can conquer anything. He has given me the confidence I have long been searching for.
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Forgetting you wasn’t something I wanted to do. Forcing myself to no longer care about you, was and is hurting me.
I think love is a feeling. It’s that feeling you get when you know you are going to see that person. You’re always counting down the minutes, the hours, the days or even months until you will see them again because you love that feeling you have when you’re with them. Love is a feeling of perfect happiness. Being in their arms means that everything will be okay and even if it’s really not going to be, you’ll get a feeling that they’ll do whatever they can to make it be, or just to try to make you feel better. It’s that feeling that you are loved for who you are and you love them for who they are. It’s about how they are the first one you want to talk to when anything is good or bad and how you are always learning something new no matter how long you’ve been together. It’s about changing and being a new person, not necessarily changing your ways or who you are, but wanting to be different and a better person simply cause that person is in your life and you want to be everything to them.
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I Could Have, For You
I could have given you everything, I was ready to. I was ready to let you in, truly. To let you see who I really am and as a default to make me vulnerable... to you. You were ready to be with me, for us to be together, but something happened and you and I lost faith in what would have been us. I was crushed, I was hurt, I was betrayed. You were equally crushed, betrayed, but so much more hurt than I. Time came and went, so much time went by, but now you’re back. You’re back, but I’m gone. Over the time that went by I lost faith in you, I lost hope, I lost trust, and I lost love. I found all that again in someone new, someone dear, someone true and you’re back begging me to flee from them to be with you. I could have, for you all those years ago, but now I can’t, not for you. You’re pleas and your hopefulness for what once was between us is sweet, true, and I believe you, but I cannot be with you. I’ve found someone who could never hurt me the way you did. We could have been forever, I could have loved you, but could have, would have, should have won’t happen with you.
As lightning strikes my heart.
One day when you’re happy with your life and just enjoying it, you’ll get an unexpected text. Maybe by this time you’ve already forgotten his number, maybe not. And it’ll be him, wanting to “talk”. Wait, hold up. Remember all those tears you shed, while he shed none? Remember those corny pick- up lines, remember the hurt? Look at how happy you are now. Yeah, that’s what I thought. Don’t answer that text.
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Keep on going.
When I was little I picked up a flower and put it in a vase. After a few days, it died. I asked my mom why and she said: “You can’t force a flower to thrive somewhere it doesn’t belong to.” And now I have realized that people are like that too.
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