This morning I was trying to think of my life as a positive event, such as my work life.
My life after graduating high school began with recovering from a TBI, which I am still recovering from at 51. I did find time to go to a technical school to earn an Associate in Applied Science and an Associate in General Education.
I have had several jobs as a childcare provider with family and friends over the years. A candy stripper at the local hospital in high-school. After high-school I moved to Boone N. Carolina and worked a temporary job at Goodwin Weavers and for the Grove Park Inn as a maid. I've worked for a pet store in my local town, a volunteer worker for Human Resorces at RCHospital, cleaner for my church for several years, and now a care giver for my husband.
I want you to understand the power of words. Words could be from those you are around to the words you tell yourself. Those words are powerful.
A person who battles depression and severe anxiety knows that the way to speak to oneself matters a lot. Our words mean life or death to ourself and others. Be mindful of the way you speak.
I wrestle with feelings of waste. Did I waste my life? At times I feel I did. Putting my work experiences down on paper helped me to see a positive side to my life. I needed that.
I feel as if others need that to. The power of our thinking is so strong that sometimes brain fog is welcome. Don't you just need to give the brain a rest at times?
Much Love,
Heidi💜
Well, I don't know you, but you seem pretty well adjusted and pretty clever. Just be you!
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DeleteSorry your husband is sick. He is blessed to have you as care giver.
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ReplyDeleteYou are clever and you've done a lot. If you've made a difference in the lives of others, you haven't wasted your life.
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