So it looks as though I'm writing again. None so surprised and pleased as I, I assure you!
It's funny. I realised today that I haven't quite absorbed the fact that I will never see a patient as an orthoptist again. I'm losing a big part of myself. But making that decision seems to be giving me back a piece of myself orthoptics had stolen from me. It's a weird kind of exchange to make. Weirder to acknowledge.
What deals have you had to make with yourself? What did you have to give up, and what did you gain?
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Date: 2010-09-28 07:32 pm (UTC)i had to convince myself that it wasn't a great idea to university the first time around. i knew i wasn't ready and i was unhappy with where i was and whilst i regret it (even now i'm actually here) i know i'm better off. i'm okay now, more settled and willing to work for whatever i have to.
sometimes you have to get into the right headspace before you can make something work.
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Date: 2010-09-29 01:35 pm (UTC)I had to acknowledge that maths and physics were not my forte, which meant that all legitimate routes to going into an aerospace-based career were never going to happen. I gained the knowledge that I am good at working with people, and a spur of the moment decision (made during a phonecall) lead me to anthropology. It has worked out pretty well so far, and I don't regret it, even though it took me a long time to accept the change and see my own strengths.
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Date: 2010-09-29 08:26 pm (UTC)