1yr ago today I was at my lowest of lows. I was dropped from my college cohort because I refused to go to a clinical while EXTREMELY sick. I couldn’t in good conscience for myself or my patients show up while contagious. It didn’t matter that I had doctors notes or that I made up my missed hours a different day when I was no longer unwell. All the school cared about was their antiquated policies. My whole life has been consumed by higher education so I felt like a huge failure if my end career was no longer a NP. Little did I know how that gut wrenching moment in time would become one of the best things to ever happen to me. I was so oblivious to how fucking burnt out and miserable the healthcare system had made me after working through a pandemic. I was oblivious to the fact that I was like a machine pushing through each day without actually living it. Nevertheless the following weeks after being dropped I felt broken. I was letting dark thoughts take over and I felt like I was drowning. I’m so grateful for my little sunbeam of a daughter, my amazing husband, and my friends who helped me cope because fuck. Thank you for pushing me to go for my fucking dreams even when they seemed impossible. I took all my credits earned after 8yrs of school and graduated with a double bachelors in May. I started taking content creation seriously and grew far more than my wildest dreams. This last year has been nothing short of a blessing. I’ve gotten to travel 1-3x a month. I’ve taken Evy on her second international trip. I’ve booked podcasts, magazine articles, press events, & I even got signed by a talent agency. I’m so glad I stuck around to find out how amazing life would become. 💗 Thank you for being a part of my journey