Having just broken up with Darren and feeling the lowest that I have in a few years, I went searching on the internet for a way to skip over my pain.  I came across this website:

http://lovesagame.com/watch-this-when-you-are-feeling-really-down/

The video brought tears to my eyes and it helped me realize that I can either pick myself up or I can stay down.  I still cry.  I still get upset but I'm trying to move forward one step at a time.

“Life is about achieving childhood dreams.”

“I don’t choose to be an object of pity.”

“Experience is what you get, when you don’t get what you want.”

“Brick walls are there for a reason: they let us prove how badly we want things.”

“Never underestimate the importance of having fun.”

“My parents taught me about the importance of people vs. things.”

“Decide if you’re Tigger or Eeyore.”

“Live with integrity.”

“A good apology has three parts: 1. I’m sorry!  2. It was my fault!  3. How do I make it right?”

“Wait long enough and people WILL show you their good side.  Be patient.”

“Show gratitude.”

“Don’t complain; just work harder.”

“If you live your life the right way, the Karma will take care of itself.  The dreams will come to you.”

When I look at where I am in my life, I feel as if I'm right where I'm supposed to be.  I've worked very hard to get where I am.  Like most people, I started off my college path with no clue as to what I wanted to do with the rest of my life.  And like so many others that have come before me, I choose business as my major.  Fast forward two years later and I decided that I hated business.  That coupled with a toxic relationship sent me spiraling into a depression that took me five years to get out of.  I finally transferred to another school but was equally clueless as to what degree I should pursue.  This time I choose communications, specifically public relations.  As I completed my graduation requirements, I felt this sense of apprehension drifting into my life once again.  Standing in my cap and gown with the 2004 graduating class, I should have been ecstatic but inside I felt scared.  I knew that I hated public relations and couldn’t believe that I still hadn’t figured out what to do with my life.  With no real job prospects and an overbearing mother breathing down my neck, I got a job working at the front desk at Resorts Casino in Atlantic City.  I made eight dollars an hour.  You would have thought that the measly wages would have lit a fire under my ass but complacency took hold and I spent the next two years of my life dealing with irate hotel guests.  At the suggestion of a friend, I applied for a job at the Borgata and was hired.  I felt like the Jeffersons…I was moving on up in the world!  I now made eleven dollars an hour!  Sometime after my first year at the Borgata, I decided that I would like to work with children.  I applied and quickly found a job working at a special services school, the kind of place where the children have significant physical, emotional and cognitive disabilities.  I worked with a small group of preschoolers and they stole my heart.  I was thrilled; I had finally found happiness in a profession!  I applied and was accepted into a post-baccalaureate certification program for special education.  Over the next year, I continued working at the special services school while working at the Borgata at night.  On the weekends, I took classes to fulfill requirements for my program.  As summer 2007 approached, I took and passed the Praxis, received my CE in elementary education and special education, and found a job that I love.  As I reflect on the past four years of my life, I’m amazed at everything that I’ve accomplished.  It might have taken me a while to get to where I am but I’m happy to say that I’m here at last.