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I'm back. Ok.
Now on to my job. I LOVE my job. It's the one thing in my life I absolutely adore, aside from the obvious things like friends and family. My job is amazing. I have met some of the bravest, intelligent, spirited people, and they just so happen to be disabled kids. But, as much as I love my job, it's extremely difficult. I work for a charity for chronically ill and disabled children and every day I meet at least one new child that touches my heart. I have worked here for about a year and a half and I have lost more close friends in that time than most people do in an entire lifetime. There is nothing worse than getting close to a kid, having im in your life and then watching him die some terrible death to an illness he doesn't even understand. It's heartbreaking. And as much as I love my job, I don't know if I can do this anymore. I don't know if my heart and my head can't take it anymore. It's so emotionally exhausting.
Then there's my love life. My job is extremely demanding. I travel a lot, I'm always tired, sometimes depressed. It drives some guys, maybe even most guys, away. They can't handle it. And I don't blame them. It's too much reality for some people. It just gets frustrating because like anyone I want to be loved and appreciated. I get lonely. I want someone to be with, to hug, to kiss, to watch movies with and to fight over the remote with. Silly things like that.
Now on to my job. I LOVE my job. It's the one thing in my life I absolutely adore, aside from the obvious things like friends and family. My job is amazing. I have met some of the bravest, intelligent, spirited people, and they just so happen to be disabled kids. But, as much as I love my job, it's extremely difficult. I work for a charity for chronically ill and disabled children and every day I meet at least one new child that touches my heart. I have worked here for about a year and a half and I have lost more close friends in that time than most people do in an entire lifetime. There is nothing worse than getting close to a kid, having im in your life and then watching him die some terrible death to an illness he doesn't even understand. It's heartbreaking. And as much as I love my job, I don't know if I can do this anymore. I don't know if my heart and my head can't take it anymore. It's so emotionally exhausting.
Then there's my love life. My job is extremely demanding. I travel a lot, I'm always tired, sometimes depressed. It drives some guys, maybe even most guys, away. They can't handle it. And I don't blame them. It's too much reality for some people. It just gets frustrating because like anyone I want to be loved and appreciated. I get lonely. I want someone to be with, to hug, to kiss, to watch movies with and to fight over the remote with. Silly things like that.