I am 25 years of age. I feel old yet people tell me I am young. I feel most of the time at lost as to where I stand. To be honest mostly where my career is heading. Life is hard being a nurse especially being in a time where budget cuts are quite prevalent and no matter how noble your job is it sucks the life and enthusiasm out of you. Most of the time I hear ridicule, most of the time I feel like being inside a very small box where doing every move is not permitted and I feel mostly claustrophobic.
Growing up as a child, I would say I am very imaginative, innovative, heck, I wanted to be an Inventor for Godsakes! I used to tore my toys and try to make them into something else which unfortunately ended up being broken beyond repair; but that did not affect my spirits at all, I see potentials when others see hopeless. I was a dreamer...I still am right now but my pure dreams nowadays are tainted with the bitter realism that nursing brought to my life. I always say, Nursing killed my creativity and my passion for technology. Do not get me wrong for I am finding ways to fuse them is just that in an economy we have right now, it is vaguely possible. Nothing seems feasible when I try to combine any of my passion with nursing, ah, is this a sign? Yes I believe it is but as much as I want to be impulsive and just put everything about nursing behind I can't for like I say, I am more realistic nowadays and to add to this quite broke. This is the only job I know so far and I might add, the only job that I can get paid for as of late.
I know this whole entry pretty much is venting, my old friend told me I shall change this whole emo attitude but how can I? I feel that everyone is finding their own path and I am still lost in the wilderness. Good for others if they do not give a damn of what they will be in the future but I cannot just idle around like Newton, Career is something earned by choices and hard work it does not just fall from a tree. So fuck me for caring.
I am Rinna. This is my story, my heartaches, my rage, my dreams, my bliss, my mundane complains and much more. This is my Life.
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