New year, new me? News to me.
I wanted to have some serious fight and grit to me rolling into 2021, but I am still waiting to find it for myself. On the 14th day of December 2020, I was fired from what used to be my dream job. Not so much a dream job, but more of a dream paycheck kind of job. I was earning enough to handle the house, new car and then some, but I was as unhappy as I could be. I have always dreamt of being a career person, doing big things, making things happen for myself and others who supported me. But having a small college experience and the resume of a person that displays signs of a personality disorder, I am finding out the hard way that being a career person might not have been my true mental focus. My mental focus as I tell myself is to have financial success. If anyone out there tells you differently they are already rich and their chase for success is over so they are seeking love or friendships or some other kind of reward that is not money driven. I just want to earn enough to pay for what I need to live, and retire comfortably.
Living in Sarasota, FL
Sarasota, located on the West coast of Florida just below the Sunshine Skyway bridge from Tampa/St. Petersburg, FL, has some of the best beaches, scenery, eateries, culture and art experiences you would love. I moved down here from Charlotte, NC over 6 years ago and feel like I have been in paradise everyday I wake up.
When my Dad left
When I was a sophomore in high school I received a notice while in my biology class that there was a call for me at the front office and I should be ready to go home for the day. I grabbed my backpack, book and notebook and was ushered towards the office by some receptionist person that I had never seen before. I was getting sweaty walking the halls with this unknown woman, struggling to put my things away in my pack as we were walking. Part of me was excited to leave school, but another part of me felt like the reason I could be leaving might be serious so I was getting more anxious as we approached the office. Upon entering, I was instructed by the principal to pick up the phone on the counter. I picked up the phone and said hello, it was my mother letting me know she was going to pick me and my sister up to take us home and to be ready outside the school in 15 minutes. I hung up the phone and turned around and there was my sister, just as anxious as I was. She asked me what was going on, and I shrugged my shoulders and told her mom was coming to get us and we needed to meet her outside.