The title pretty much gives it away but on June 08, 2021 I had surgery for the first time ever. Mind you, I have had my wisdom teeth taken out but the top two (which were the only ones they could take out), just had to be pulled out so all they gave me was some numbing meds and pulled them out.
This surgery was for something a bit more drastic and bigger. Anyone who has known me for a while knows soccer has always been a passion I chased after. I played it from the age of 4 up until my sophomore year of high school.
It’s taken me 2 years to write this blog post because mentally, I wasn’t in a good place to write this. Now, I have nothing to hide. It has been mentioned several times I worked for two local newspapers in my hometown, but back in November 2018, I broke the news I was no longer employed with them and I was employed somewhere else. I mentioned briefly about how I was feeling while working there but it wasn’t until I was away from the newsroom I had a chance to fully realize what happened to me and what I went through.
A toxic work environment is described as a workplace that is marked by significant drama and infighting, where personal battles often harm productivity.
It took some time for me to realize for 2 years I worked in a toxic environment. The place where I got to do what I absolutely loved ended up being the worst placed for me.
There is one day left in 2019. One day to look back on not only the year past, but the past 10 years as the decade comes to a close. Now I know I have not been active here this year but this little place still holds a special place in my heart. Even more so as this is my FIFTH YEAR of truly being a content creator. It is crazy to think back on it and how I came about to creating my personal little brand.
I can remember sitting in front of my computer and thinking “You know, maybe I can do this…” I can remember every aspect of creating this little space and I have loved every minute of it. I have grown as a person and as a creator through it.
Nevertheless, she persisted...
I've been blessed that throughout my life I have been given amazing female role models and inspirations. If I had the time and space, I would write something for each woman who helped mold and shape me into who I am today. My love and gratitude have no bounds for them. But today, on International Women's Day, I did want to highlight and thank 4 women who have helped me along the path I walk today as a woman.
When you are asked as a little kid "What are you scared of?" Most kids answer "Spiders, the dark, ghosts, the boogey man, clowns," etc. As you get older and learn that spiders are more scared of us, the boogey man is not real and clowns are just people in make-up, those answers change to more...realistic answers.
When adults are asked "What scares you?," sometimes they answer "nothing." Or "I'm not a kid anymore, what is there to be scared of?" But most likely, everyone who answers that they are scared of nothing, is probably scared of something bigger.
I can list probably five things that scare me. But the biggest thing I am scared of?
Acceptance. Rejuvenation. Adaptation. Trepidation...
There comes a time in everyone's life where everything they love takes sort of a backseat to everything that NEEDS to be done. I haven't put my words down on paper (or in a computer) for almost 6 months. My last post was in July. Or well, the last post I really put thought into was in July.
Which leads me into the whole reason why I haven't written in 6 months. An absolute, completely unexpected change occurred the first week of July. A change that now that I've had time to mull over has been in the works since I graduated LAST year.
"If it scares you, it might be a good thing..."