it's currently 11:37pm at night. I know it's late and I should definitely be asleep right now. But I can't help but feel this sense of fear within me. I don't know whether i'm going through the right path right now. Or even if i'm choosing the correct path to myself. I've had this dream for myself since I was a child and to know that I have it at the palms of my hand, i'm not sure if I should go with it.
As a child I always wish for a better future for myself. I dreamed of being a nurse for people, for kids. but for some reason I don't know why. I guess it's because since a child I was always playing with myself and the thought of taking care of others would help heal the trauma within me. Heal a part of me that didn't know it needed to be healed.
I loved taking care of people, telling them to take care of themselves. I LOVE being able to care for another person. that feeling of comfort that I knew I wanted as a child. it's very well deserved to those who need that comfort. I wanted to be a nurse to show others that it's okay to feel hurt. that I can be there to help them. to show them how to be healthy. to give them the best treatment plan for them. to care for them.
I was never sure if being a nurse was a great idea. but I know i'm well fitted for something so difficult. i'm determined to achieve the level of greatness I can be. but sometimes it's hard. because I feel like no one will support me. and well. I feel unsupported. when I have wonderful people around me.
I just know i'll do great. and I will be a nurse one day. to show everyone that YOU can do it. with hard work and dedication. like someone I heard say, "it's not motivation, it's discipline." - Nurse Zoey.
-b.j / June 20th, 2024.
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Dear Diary
Short StoryPart Two. There's times where we might find ourselves in the deeps of our depression. But I know somewhere deep inside that genuine soul of mines I too can find happiness. And I owe that to myself. Sincerely, Bri.
