I worked five years as a paramedic and seventeen as a critical care RN and loved my job and was good at it. But the day my boyfriend came to the hospital and threatened to kill me there I realized I had no safe place and my brain scrambled and I have not worked for ten years now. I want to teach again but I am having trouble concentrating and studying. I don't know if I can work again or not. But I am relatively young (50) and I hope I can improve and be productive again. For now I have guilt because I am so messed up.
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The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. anonymous
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