A marathon therapy session. I spoke with 7 or 8 attorneys that all asked me same questions in different ways. It was sort of cathartic and interesting at the same time.
I told one of them that work was not my main source of "fulfillment". I think that was a fair statement. I told him it could be a part of it but I was a very busy person outside of work.
I was never a lawyer, just like Dad was never a doctor. I have put together a life that is fulfilling in other ways. Family, friends, fellow Cancer World peeps, my exchange students, my neighbors.. You get the picture.
I will find a job, the right job. I will do great and memorable things at the job. I will add value to the organization that takes a chance on hiring me with my certain weird bucket of skills.
Life is an adventure and each time a new door opens I thank my parents for giving me the sense of adventure and courage to walk through the door.
IT STARTED OUT AS A BUMP BECAME 2.5 YEARS OF TREATMENT. SURPRISE RELAPSE AND NOW LONG TERM SIDE-EFFECTS. NO COMPLAINTS, JUST REPORTING.
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