Restart

Today I was reading back over my old blog posts and realised how much of a royal whinger I am, so thought I'd start over. We're into the second month of 2010, and things have suddenly, and dramatically, changed! I was working as a trainee veterinary nurse in a particularly stifling and horrendously violent situation, and it took me two years to finally crack and walk out. Two years of being racially abused because my white younger sibling is fighting in Afghanistan, two years of hearing that supporting soldiers is basically supporting murderers, and two years of watching a surgeon (who people put their trust in!) beat animals and refuse them pain relief. Two years of being told there's nothing I can do to change things, two years of being told I'm too stupid to even matter, two years of losing confidence......two months to claw my life back from them. I couldn't handle any more abuse, I was mentally and physically exhausted, I gave that place everything I could, and it was worth nothing to them. So I walked. Just grabbed my things and went. Driving home listening to "Times Like These" by the Foos put everything into perspective, I had done the right thing, and now was the time to walk my new path.

The only tie I have left to the practice is that I have my final exam to sit in the coming months, an exam I paid for because my (now ex-)boss doesn't believe in "rewarding stupidity". An exam I failed because the week leading up to it, I was assaulted by the racist surgeon. The ex-boss had to rescue to me, and even now refuses to accept any responsibilty for the lack of support or consequences resulting from these actions. The reason this was never divulged before was that I believed I owed them some sort of loyalty, how wrong I was. I owed them nothing.

I'm back to working in my old faithful role as an IT Technician until something better comes along, something I hope to be back in the Psychology field. I have an unconditional offer on a Masters Course at one of the UK's Top Ten Universities which I plan to accept this week, and a job interview to attend next week for a mental health support worker role which I'm quite looking forward to. It's scary how quickly things have changed, but jumping ship as quickly as I have done is definitely for the better. Let's see how things go.....and I promise to be quite cheery when possible!