Your Start in Life Doesnít Matter as Much as Where You End Up - page 3
by TheCommuter 6,102 Views | 26 Comments Senior Moderator
My name is _____, and I am a nurse who climbed a series of uphill battles to get to the place where I am today. Iím a firm believer that your origins in life do not carry nearly as much importance as your present or future.... Read More
- 1Dec 31, '12 by KimynurseQuote from StephalumpI now see both your points, I try never to judge, and I did, and I'm sorry for that.
That's awesome that you've been able to grow from such a terrible situation! Many props to you.
I don't think though, that success negates OrangeTree's point. There are people with the support, emotional fortitude, and intelligence to overcome anything life throws their way, and clearly you fit into that mold. But there are others who don't and it isn't my place to sit in my ivory tower and judge others for how they've handled their lives. No two situations are identical, as are no two people. Some people just cannot pick up the pieces - they don't know how.
I guess I've worked so hard to overcome, I forget how hard it was, and how lucky I am to get out kinda unscathed
- 0Jan 2, '13 by TheCommuter Senior ModeratorQuote from RNdynamicI'm the author of the article, and there are no fabrications whatsoever. I do not have the time, inclination, or energy to lie about my distant past or present. In fact, I've posted about events that took place during my childhood on and off during the eight years that I've been a member of Allnurses.com.Is this story actually true, or is purely fabricated by the OP?
Thank you for reading.Last edit by TheCommuter on Jan 2, '13
- 0Jan 2, '13 by mymy1219Quote from TheCommuterI love everything you said thank you for sharing thisMy name is _____, and I am a nurse who climbed a series of uphill battles to get to the place where I am today.
Im a firm believer that your origins in life do not carry nearly as much importance as your present or future. Even if you had a less-than-ideal start during your growing-up years, this upbringing will not necessarily decide your future unless you purposely adopt the mentality of a perpetual victim.
I am the only child of married parents who were in their early twenties at the time of my birth (1981). At the time, my mother was a production line worker at a solar products factory and remained employed at the same job site for more than 24 years. My father was an entry level technician at an electronics company. Although they had no education or formal vocational training beyond the high school level, their combined incomes enabled them to afford extras such as occasional restaurant meals, toys, nice clothes, trips to the hair salon, and day trips.
Fast forward a few years. I was five years old when my father abruptly quit his job at the electronics company that had employed him for eight years. He began abusing alcohol, became addicted to illegal drugs, and no longer wanted anyone to have any authority over him, including workplace supervisors and bosses. It pains me to mention that, during these years, his priority in life revolved around chasing the next high. His behavior became volatile, and sometimes he was downright violent.
Some people would say that letting young children know about household financial difficulties is unacceptable. However, my mothers modest pay was the only source of money, and she really could not hide the fact that the refrigerator was empty. She could not dance around the fact that the telephone service was disconnected. She could not keep secret the one time the electricity had been turned off. She could not withhold the fact that the car was repossessed. She could not conceal the one time when no Christmas presents appeared under the tree.
My father had been out of the labor force for nearly four years when he stopped using drugs and secured employment. However, self-inflicted long term unemployment damaged his career to the point where his next string of jobs were rather menial with low earnings. It was still up to my mothers income to keep the household afloat.
I have a myriad of horrid memories from my early and middle childhood years. However, I feel that my unpleasant experiences strengthened my character in a way nothing else possibly could. During my preteen years I decided that I never wanted to use drugs, be in an unhealthy relationship, or struggle financially. I realized that education was a ticket to a better life.
To keep a long story short, I earned good grades while in school and accepted responsibility for anything that was not going well in my life. I refused to be a victim. As a young adult I sought professional help to address the demons from my past. I obtained marketable job training to lessen the likelihood of slipping into poverty. I imagined myself in a better place, and in a few years, I actually ended up in a better place.
In other words, your start in life doesnt matter as much as where you end up. An optimistic outlook and a proactive approach to handling situations will help you thrive in the face of adversity. You can have almost anything you want out of life as long as you work toward it and keep up the persistence. Good luck to anyone out there who feels trapped in an uphill battle, for you are not stuck unless you choose to be a victim.
- 0Jan 2, '13 by mymy1219Quote from KimynurseWow congratulations
Way to go, my life was not easy either.
I was molested for years, by my grandfather, my parents divorced, we had no money. My mom did the best she could, I was told I was stupid , and thrown into special Ed in fifth grade, and was counted out. No one ever thought I would amount to anything, but a looser.
In high school, I just wanted to survive, my grandmother with Alzheimer's lived part of the time with us, I would have to stay home with her. I worked through high school, I drank a little smoked some pot, I did graduate barley.
I worked hard after high school, went to professional help , got married to a super supportive husband, the first year we were married we found out we couldn't have children, the second year we were married we found out my husband has MS. My mother got I'll, was in the hospital for 17 months straight in and out for 5 years, after all that I decided to follow my heart, and go to school to become a nurse.
In 2007 I looked into schools, 2008 started a LPN program, 2008 graduated, and was valedictorian ( not bad for a sped), started my pre- recs., and I'm starting an RN program in January.
I am thankful to be able to get up every morning, and care for people. I'm extremely optimistic