Wednesday, March 23, 2016

The Ugly Side of Me

Once upon a time I had dreams. I had aspirations. I knew what I wanted with life.
Real life got in the way.
I became a single mom.
I did what I had to.
I went to school. I became a nurse. I grew up and learned how to support my family. I didn't always do things the best, but we made it through everything.
I got married. I love this man with all my heart, by this isn't the life i pictured or wanted.
I work a low paying job(for my career), but the benefits are good,the hours are good, and if I'm needed at home I have the ability to do that.
I hate being a nurse. I didn't want to be a nurse, yet certain people, when I try to talk about my feelings, will turn things around and say "you always wanted to be a nurse as a kid". Reality is that no I didn't. A woman important to me is a nurse. I wanted to be like her. It wasn't me though. I had bigger dreams and aspirations. I was afraid to be me, to say what I wanted to be, I was always pushed in the direction others saw for me. I always had the need, the drive, to be what others wanted for me. I regret it.
I'm not me. I'm a nurse, a mom, a wife. I regret the first. They second filled my life with love and hope and taught me so much, how to love others at the most basic, the most complete level. The third I am madly in love with, despite the complications of life. He completes me at the deepest level. He is the reason I needed to be a nurse. I needed to do it for him, despite not knowing him until 9 years ago. It's what he needed, and now I have the skills to care for him, to discuss things with his doctors and therapists at a clinical level with emotional detachment.
As a child I REALLY wanted to be a marine biologist. My oldest child now carries that dream, and I hope and pray she doesn't give it up.
My real dream, now that I'm a grown up is research. I'm still not 100% certain, but that's not bad. I want to be a microbiologist with a minor in virology. I also want to study neurobiology, but I think majority of that is because of Lee. I dream of finding a real, legit, honest to God it works cure for Parkinsons disease.
My dream is dead. I wont ever do any of that. I can't get financial aide, and I certainly can't afford to pay for a doctorate level education, or even a Masters, let alone a bachelors. And if I could...I still would have to work full time. We couldn't live without me working. How could i fit school, work, caring for Lee in and have time to study? I don't have a time turner.
I really doubt anyone would support a gofundme for a 41 year old burnt out woman.
So my dreams are now dead.
I have to live the rest of my life knowing I really did fail at me.