I was driving through the downtown area of my home city today when I started to think about alll the lost life territory I had regained so far. In 2006 I was diagnosed and I worked and still work like gangbusters to get as much of my life back as I possibly can. I felt a sensation go through me that I had never felt before. It was kind of good in a way.
I graduated with a 2.874 GPA. A bachelor of arts in history. Not bad for a once poor miserable son of a b*tch who couldn't even hold down a job at a grocery store.
Steady employment for over 5 years and future plans to obtain a job as a clerk with a government
I have skills in ballloon artistry and sleight of hand. Coupled with that I have a future where I am going to make more money than I had ever imagined.
A future with dozens of young 20 year college educated women who will squeal when I enter the room........
That sensation that I experienced.....I don't know if it was pride or confidence.........hmmm I'll figure it out soon enough.
30 Jun 2013, 12:31 am
