Have you ever had those moments when you have the best thing ever happened to you, but then something horrible happens afterward? Write down below!
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My family was planning a trip to a water park hotel with my extended family. I was super exited. The day before we left to go there, I passed out, cut open my eyebrow, and had to get it glued. The glue could not get wet for 24 hours, and even after the time was up I was very worried about it getting wet and had a panic attack.
Oof to the injury. A similar thing actually happened to me too when I was 5. Banged my forehead playing with my dad and had to get rushed to the hospital to get stiches. All I remember was doing fine that day and being grateful I was okay but also having aa tantrum because I wasn't allowed to go to the fire station field trip I'd been waiting to go too.
The best and the worst moment was when I finished school. I really didn't like going to school, but little did I know that adult life was no better, lol.
I am a recovering alcoholic. When I wake at 5 am wanting a fifth of vodka and I am filled with a dread and panic that few know. Not wanting to drink but also believing I need it to survive. (bad part) then I remember I am not alone. I am not lost in the Darkness anymore. I get up and rock my day out. (The best)
Surprising by now when I don't reflect on the fact that I am not alone are the days that are truly crappy.
Hope you're doing well! I remember times where I'd feel like this with ailments, illnesses and such- feeling like you aren't the only one struggling is good, isn't it?
My worst moment: In 2015 my entire unit got laid off from work. I was living at home, had to abandon my postgrad research at the time etc. I spent two years at home, unemployed. What made it worse, I turned 30 during that period. It was the very depressing. I had no money, I didn't want to borrow from my dad but thanks to him I was able to see it through until I found a job.
My best moment: I'd like to think it hasn't happened yet but if I had to chose from my life so far I would say when my first scientific paper was published. It didn't hit me at once but opening the journal and seeing my name there, that was special.
Matching with my second choice post-doc site instead of my first. Turns out my now-husband worked at my second choice…
The best was opening my eye to my life when I was born the worst is when I get yelled at
The best was opening my eye to my life when I was born the worst is when I get yelled at
