Lets go back in time. I started college and decided at 18 that I wanted to major in Psychology because I dabbled in it in high school and really enjoyed it. I enjoyed learning about it in college but it just never lit a fire under my ass. I blame this largely on my decision to transfer colleges to be with my friends. I was happy socially but being at a bigger university really took away from the personal education I was getting at my previous college. Upon graduation, I only had an inkling of what I may want to do in the future (you can't do much with a bachelor's in psychology). I got a job at my mom's work that was going to start two weeks after graduation. The company was in my field but my position wasn't. I took it because it was readily available, it allowed to me to do my favorite thing every day (organizing), and it was temporary. I spent a year and a half there waiting for my husband to finish his training for work 13 hours away. I didn't go on to grad school because I knew I wouldn't be home long enough to commit to it. As soon as my husband was able to relocate for work after training, I was off with him. It was hard to leave that job but I knew I was making the right decision. Over that year and a half, I was wrapped up in so many other things that I rarely thought about how I was going to further my career.
So here I am now. We've been here about a month and a half. I've applied for 4 jobs, and went on an interview for a job I didn't get. I'm not super crazy about any of the jobs to begin with. I thought it was going to be a lot easier to get a job but living in such a remote area has brought some challenges. I've become very discouraged and have lost motivation and passion. It's super surprising how your mood and outlook can change in such a short amount of time. It's been tough for me. I'm not always mentally strong even though I look it on the outside. Many times I've thought to myself, "what are you going to do from here?" "What do you even have passion for anymore?" Being a military spouse also really limits me as far as needing certifications go. I don't wanna get into that but its a mess. This is my current state until about a couple hours ago.
Ok, the reason we are all here. Who tf is WE anyway? I was watching a youtuber on snap chat who was talking about her weekend. She got into how she met a detective who finds and arrests adults who exploit children. Everything spoke to me. I was like "yes Sam, this is why you got into this!" This is what I was passionate about for so long and she even mentioned God at the end. I just knew this was my sign. I cried. I cry a lot but this hit me hard. I began searching what kinds of jobs work closely with trauma victims. I found victims advocate and now I have about 10 tabs open in my browser waiting for me to dive in more tomorrow. I felt so happy and so motivated. I got up to treat myself to some hot chocolate (how boring) and decided to browse Facebook while I waited for the water to heat up. The first thing that popped on my news feed was something my sweet Nanna posted.
I found so much comfort in this message that was blaring in my face. I 100% believe in God, life beyond us, messages and signs. This was everything I needed to see. It was all laid out for me in an order that confirmed it for me. I can't begin to express how much I needed the inspiration. Here's to hoping for the best and that my light bulb stays lit.
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