So. Eight months later.
A lot has changed. I was recently accepted into the nursing program. Which means that, after eleven more months of classes and clinical hours, I should have my degree and my license to practice as an LPN. Then I'm out of Arkansas. That's the plan, anyway. I'm stoked, regardless. There are still a few obstacles here and there, but for once, I'm actually beginning to believe in myself.
And. There's this guy. He brightens my days, and I think I like him a little more than I'd planned. He's seven hours away. But it's worked, somehow.
I'm pretty content. I still have my moments of weakness. Everyone does, right? But I'm doing better. I'm making plans and setting goals and actually doing something. There may be hope for me, yet. [Now if only my family believed it.]
A lot has changed. I was recently accepted into the nursing program. Which means that, after eleven more months of classes and clinical hours, I should have my degree and my license to practice as an LPN. Then I'm out of Arkansas. That's the plan, anyway. I'm stoked, regardless. There are still a few obstacles here and there, but for once, I'm actually beginning to believe in myself.
And. There's this guy. He brightens my days, and I think I like him a little more than I'd planned. He's seven hours away. But it's worked, somehow.
I'm pretty content. I still have my moments of weakness. Everyone does, right? But I'm doing better. I'm making plans and setting goals and actually doing something. There may be hope for me, yet. [Now if only my family believed it.]
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