I just looked up individuals who were fired and used the situation to reach their potential. Not saying I'm getting fired...but, showing there are lots of successful people who have been dealt bad cards.
God must want me to have some thick skin at the end of all of this.
Why me? Not in the sense that Why Me as in poor me...but, why me? in the sense that I'm this introvert who would be perfectly happy as a sheep farmer. Why am I being pushed to to all this standing up for myself and crap and speaking up and dealing with public...he!! just dealing with one person a day is a big deal for me?? I don't get it.
God keeps putting Eleanor Roosevelt's name in my head. I know she was very shy and forced to push through it.
I see where I'm coming from with wanting to share the details with the company. When I received the atty email this morning...it was like..."SEE!! Holy shid. SEE! What I've been dealing with??"
I felt this validation that I'm not crazy or lazy and I really am trying, but keeping facing these ridiculous obstacles.
I'm not a victim. God must have something awesome in store to push this shy, insecure person through all this.
A weaver. That's where I should be...I should be weaving on a loom. A newspaper editor? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson
