Saturday, May 30, 2009
OK...a few of you know that I worked at an adult mental health clinic. Well, at the beginning of the month one of our consumers walked in, doused himself in gasoline, and tried to light himself on fire...all right in front of me. I couldn't handle working there anymore. I was paranoid, nervous, scared, just worried everytime that front door opened, thinking that something like that would happen again. I couldn't continue to give the same level of care to the consumers that I always gave, and for that reason, a week later, I just walked away from the job. People told me I was crazy since we are in the middle of a recession, but me being able to sleep at night without seeing this mans face each night was more important to me. I've been without a job for two weeks now, but I have been very busy looking. I've had interviews and have interviews coming up next week, and just continue to search. I feel I made the right move for me and just know that something is coming for me soon. It was funny because yesterday I was sitting at the table eating after coming from an interview just kind of not thinking about anything and I got a text from my "Mommy" (that's my ex husband's Mom...LOVE HER!) It was just one word, and all it said was PRAY. I stopped what I was doing and did just that. I thanked HIM first for the blessings that I have been given and for the things that I know that will come my way. I just asked him to do what he feels is right for me, when he feels that it is right for me. I know that time will come, I feel it, I've had some great prospects, I have an interview on Tuesday that I feel is going to be the most promising, and I am going to claim it, because I know I deserve it.