My Story

I've always had a strong desire to help people

Ever since I was a little girl, I was called to help - people, animals, and everything in between. And, I believed my purpose was to become a nurse, so I spent my entire life preparing for it.

From first aid to perfect grades, I made sure that my life was playing out exactly the way I wanted it to.

I had the ideal image of being a nurse, getting married, having kids, and living in the perfect house with a perfect car.

I worked myself into the ground getting there. Literally. I put so much stress and pressure on myself that by my final year of high school I was very ill. No one could figure out what was wrong with me, and it wouldn't be until years later that I would realize that my constant illness was due to stress and anxiety. 

But, I wouldn't let being constantly sick stop me from reaching my goals - the perfect dream I envisioned. What ended up breaking me was something outside of my control, something I never would have imagined. My primary role model, the woman I called my mother-figure, the only person in my life that I felt I was loved and accepted by was diagnosed with incurable breast cancer.

I was just starting my journey into nursing when I received this news, and it felt like my whole world came crashing down on me. I went into a depression, that soon was followed by unhealthy coping skills - the same skills I had used to deal with the stressors of high school - overdrinking and excessive partying. 

I didn't know a better way to cope than to numb myself with painkillers and alcohol. To keep up my studies I drank unfathomable amounts of coffee and espresso shots but ending up quitting the nursing program due to the stress my life was under.

I felt like my life was over. I had worked my entire life for this career path and it was now over. The drinking increased, my mood decreased, my anger increased, and my life was spiraling downwards.

So, I chose the only way out I knew that could work: running away from my problems, the life I created, starting fresh somewhere new.

I transferred schools, in the hopes of getting back into nursing at my new school. But, I never did. But, this time the decision wasn't made from a place of stress and unhappiness. The decision was made after I went on a medical mission to Ecuador with other aspiring nurses and doctors. It was there that I realized my strengths. I wasn't meant to be a nurse, I was meant to lead; to create a bigger impact by helping everyone in their various roles. 

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