I'm Ready to Talk...
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Last night, I started posting something that's very hard for me to post about. I published it, then deleted it. But, after talking with Brandi--I'm SO happy you're back!--I think I can talk about it. This should be very theraputic for me.

My podiatrist and I had a wonderful talk about my future yesterday. I am, like she, a very independent person. I am happy living alone, paying my own bills, being in debt, going out with friends, being single at age 23...it doesn't bother me. It does bother someone, aka Mom, that I'm all of those things, but Doc Pike told me not to worry about it. She told me that things have changed since my mom was my age, and women are more independent than they were. Part of me thinks that she had the same problem with her parents, but I'm not sure--and I shouldn't speculate. She then told me that my education is something that can never be taken away from me, so I should do what makes me happy, and go where I know I have positive influences.

I've applied for a couple jobs and they're all far away from home. Doc said this is a good thing, but I'm worried. I've never lived more than 75 miles from home (too close, BELEIVE ME, I KNOW!). And one job is about 1000 miles from anyone I know. Does it scare me? Hell yes! No friends or family around=a very scary time, but it's something I may have to consider. Someone even told me to look into the JET program, too--but being in another country at this point in time is probably not good (not just because of politics, but because of my health, which is constantly changing--I'll know more in a couple weeks).

There are not a lot of job openings out there (the look is not going well--I need to start networking even more--I've already got people in 3 states helping me), so chances are I'm going to have move farther away--I just hope that it's close to someone I know...or half way know.