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Life has been one hell of a ride.
6 years ago
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Generic header insertion here to waste space :3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< So, its been one hell of a journey to get to where I am now, I don't know where to begin. Just felt like writing this down cause of how hard it has been for the last two and a half years. But here it goes, after my time with Tiger-direct came to a close I didn't know where to go, the place was going out of business and the store became empty. I was sitting in the break room trying to figure thing out on how to find another job, on top of that I lost a friend from a fall out argument, it felt like it was going down hill. But one on my managers came to me in the back and told me that someone was looking for me, they mentioned that they were looking for people to see if anyone needed a job. I was excited for this possibility that I went to see what this was about, this is where I met a person named Galy, he was cool and pretty down to earth, he was looking for new people to join him at his business. We talk a little there and exchanged some contact info, we had a little impromptu interview in the middle of the store, I was excited and nervous, he invited me to do a formal interview at this store. So I went, put on my best look and got the job, I was happy, I had the most easiest transition from work place to work place I had in years, but after a while Tiger-direct finally closed and said goodbye to that chapter of my life and opened a fresh new page to write down all the new things I hoped to experience.
But lets fast forward a bit, two and a half years later, I lost that job, I was let go for making a misdiagnosis on a computer and made the client upset with the place I work at, I was heart broken, I loved working there, all the people that I met the things that I learned, I just.... broke. I spent three months trying to look for a job, spent all I saved up, I was in a absolute downward spiral I had to make a compromise. I applied to Walmart. I was in dire need of a job and I knew it was my only option at this point, so I got it, I was happy, but it wasn't like a I made it happy it was a I hope things will work out happy. I started my work at Walmart as a cashier, dealing with all sorts of people, I got used to it, I had the thought in my head, this is where it ends. I would leave work everyday more sad that I would be, come into work repressing my emotions and feelings to be a drone, I was coming close to asking myself that very bad question, am I worth being alive now. One night, I was about to leave work, was cleaning up my station and and was five minutes to clocking out, I was asked to help get the shopping carts cause no one was here to do them, so I said yes, my first mistake that will change my life forever. I went out with another person to help with this, they took a machine called a mule to help push the carts while I helped sear in the front. We were on the way back, had to make a turn, so I started to push the giant line of carts, towards the end of the turn, my ankle gives out and I felt on the ground, everything went white and I heard a pop that traveled up to my ears, I couldn't hear as I went deaf for a short while and the person that I was with ran over to me asking if I was ok. I told him that I was, but in reality I was not, I tried to get up with my right foot, but I couldn't, I could barely move my right foot. Now at this point, I was panicking, I knew what a sprained ankle was, I had them before, but this was different, I reported it with my work and made a claim for it. More time passes, I came back to the doctors office that did the first evaluation and gave them the results on a CD, after a little while he came back, I was assuming that it was a bad ankle roll, even he told me that it was a bad ankle roll, but the answer that came from him was much worse that I thought. I tore my right Achilles tendon.
It was eight months, I had the surgery, eight months, stayed at home, eight damn months, I did nothing but heal. Depression, anger, sadness, helplessness, all of the feelings and I couldn't do a damn thing. I just wanted to end it all, Walmart paid for the treatment, I didn't take them to court, even though everyone was telling me to, I didn't want to shoot myself in the foot again. But after the Doc that did the surgery said I was okay to head back to work, I was afraid, I lost all confidence in myself, I was broken. I spent three more months at Walmart, I didn't want this, I was placed as a phone operator, I could barely walk, my leg was swollen, I had to talk to someone. I talked to one of the girls that worked with me, about the whole situation of things, she gave me some life advice that I won't forget. You need to pick yourself up, even if you're in a dark hole alone, you have to fight for what you want, get stronger only then life will become worth living. On that third month, that friend that I had a fall out with, we started to talk again from other friends telling me that he wanted to talk to me, I was not so sure at first, but went in not knowing what will happen. We made up, he realized the things he did wrong and said that he was sorry for it, I didn't really had no malicious thoughts towards him and I forgave him. I cried on the way home, maybe it was a sign for things to come, we talked more and he mentioned that he can get me a job, in a place that was in my field of work, Best Buy, as an repair tech, I jumped at that with out a moment to lose. To say the least, I got the job, I've been there for now 8 months and I love it! My leg has been getting better, I'm feeling better both physically and mentally, my anxiety is all but gone and haven't had a single thought of depression since. For once in my life, I can finally say before this year ends.
I'm happy.
Thank you.