Work vs. School

Work. 
The other day I figured out that I have had 14 different jobs in the last 7 years...  I would show you a list,  but I'll spare you the boring details.

School.
Since first grade I can remember feeling behind and stressed about the whole school experience. I felt so alone and frustrated that most of the time I would just act out, or give up. I figured, I won't get an A or even a C, so why bother.  That was my mentality for most of my school career and unfortunately through out my 3 years in college.

College was a mess. I couldn't focus on anything, When I did study... I got nothing out of it. I cared more about doing crazy things with my friends than about school. And eventually I gave up and stopped wasting my money on failed classes.

I finally came to terms with a lot of  my school drama about a year ago. I would blame everything on my ADD, living situations, working through out school and then I finally stopped and blamed myself. I was the one who wasn't putting in the time or asking for help, it was me all along.

Work.
Because of all my school drama I've always found comfort in working. I was good at whatever my job was at the time and I was able to connect with people right away.  I never connected with school, so I felt like I always learned so much more on the job.

School.
It's been 2 years this past December since I've been out of school. I remember the night that I decided to quit like it was yesterday. I was sitting on the couch with my former roomie, Alicia, looking at my grades for the semester. I had failed Anatomy... again, for the 2nd time. I just sat there and cried and felt completely hopeless.

I told Josh not long ago that "If, I could just start all over I would go to school for nursing"... well, I got to thinking and realized... why can't I start all over?  I've done lots and lots of research on schools, programs and certificates. I've decided to start small and pace myself.  I realize that school will never come easy to me and that maybe a 4 year education from a university may never be in my life story... but, if there is something that I want to do, I have to try.

I started small and received my CNA in September of 2011, although I enjoy the work that I do, I know I can do more. I started looking into other programs and the next step that I am currently enrolled in and will be starting this monday is, Phlebotomy. I am excited to beging that training and hopefully in the next month or so I will be able to call myself a Phlebotomist.


--I am so thankful that my Mr. Education husband understands the battles that I've had to over come and deal with. I hope one day I feel settled and accomplished in a career no matter what it is.

Goodbye for now.

Felicia