Being at rock bottom isn’t fun. I wouldn’t wish it upon anyone.
It feels dark. Looks darker.
Trust me, I’ve been there. And I’m finally climbing my way out of the pit.
About seven months ago, I took on one of the biggest transitions of my life (thus far): embarking on a career requiring me to move several states away.
Of course I was excited and thrilled to finally do what I’ve always dreamed of. But no one told me what I’d be getting myself into emotionally, socially, and mentally.
Living in a small room, in unfamiliar territory, knowing no one. Solitary confinement is what it was.
Going to work gave me anxiety.
I felt trapped with no way out.
The last six months of 2015 weren’t “me.” People saw a poker face.
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Fast forward to now. I have my happy back.
I LOVE MY WORK. I really, REALLY love my work.
Telling stories and doing something new everyday has new meaning, now that my outlook is brighter.
I’m making friends and am back to having a social life.
The gym has once again become my second home. Just like my college days.
It took a lot of prayer and leaning on my faith to get to my happy place once again.
(And hours of ranting to friends about my ongoing plight.)
It feels great to have ebb and flow and a purpose.
Don’t feel sorry for me. I’m not asking for sympathy.
I’m choosing to be vocal about something I went through and overcame.
At times, life feels perfect. Other times, it can be cruel.
Once you learn how to respond to the circumstances and events life brings your way, whether good or bad, you’ll see that everything turns out to be okay.
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Aaron L. Thomas 