Community Conversation => Transitioning => Real-Life Experience => Topic started by: allisonsteph on November 17, 2014, 06:14:05 AM Return to Full Version
Title: Time for Work
Post by: allisonsteph on November 17, 2014, 06:14:05 AM
Post by: allisonsteph on November 17, 2014, 06:14:05 AM
Today for the first time in fourteen months - 423 days to be exact, I am going to work. For the first time in my life I can go to work as the real me, I don't need to pretend to be something or someone I'm not.
Considering where I was six months ago today -restrained in a bed in the emergency department at Kaiser Hospital in Roseville California, with near lethal levels of Norco and Xanax in my system and ligature marks around my neck, it is amazing that I am even here at all. The last nine months have been absolute hell... battling addiction, withdrawal, homelessness, and mental illness.
I'm looking forward to finally having some stability and normalcy in my life. The fact that this day comes on my 46th birthday is true serendipity.
Considering where I was six months ago today -restrained in a bed in the emergency department at Kaiser Hospital in Roseville California, with near lethal levels of Norco and Xanax in my system and ligature marks around my neck, it is amazing that I am even here at all. The last nine months have been absolute hell... battling addiction, withdrawal, homelessness, and mental illness.
I'm looking forward to finally having some stability and normalcy in my life. The fact that this day comes on my 46th birthday is true serendipity.
Title: Re: Time for Work
Post by: ssneha23 on November 17, 2014, 06:51:22 AM
Post by: ssneha23 on November 17, 2014, 06:51:22 AM
Quote from: allisonsteph on November 17, 2014, 06:14:05 AM
Today for the first time in fourteen months - 423 days to be exact, I am going to work. For the first time in my life I can go to work as the real me, I don't need to pretend to be something or someone I'm not.
Considering where I was six months ago today -restrained in a bed in the emergency department at Kaiser Hospital in Roseville California, with near lethal levels of Norco and Xanax in my system and ligature marks around my neck, it is amazing that I am even here at all. The last nine months have been absolute hell... battling addiction, withdrawal, homelessness, and mental illness.
I'm looking forward to finally having some stability and normalcy in my life. The fact that this day comes on my 46th birthday is true serendipity.
Many many happy returns for your birthday... congratulations on finally making it back. Hugs girl.. all the best for your new job