I seem to spend most of my time waiting for results. A result from my counselling. A result from the crime report I put in. Today, I’m waiting for the results for my final nursing exams.

I’m good at what I do, in fact I would say very good. This year has had me at my breaking point in a multitude of ways… I lost my identity, I lost my passion for everything. My career was included in that, so I am nervous about these results, I barely touched a book, I barely managed to sleep the night before, I put no effort in because I had no effort in my body left to give.

I have fought so hard to get some amount of passion back in my life, whenever I have felt recently like giving up, I try. I really do try, I’m just not sure that it’s enough really.


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