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Aquarius~ Too anxious

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You have a voice for a reason, don’t let anyone shush you. If you weren’t supposed to talk, God wouldn’t have gave us that ability...

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I’m an Aquarius and sometimes we are hard to love.. We’re independent and we know exactly what we want.

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I’m sorry I have a smart ass mouth..

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When you look at me what do you see..??

Do you see a gurl that screams inside of her head at time..?

Do you see that I struggle with social anxiety..??

Do you see that anxiety has always been a big part of my life that I fight with often..??

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So broken

Rest in Peace, Luke Perry!

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An ugly truth

prslyyy will understand this feeling more than anyone.

At our job, we help people. We take care of their basic needs. Once in a while we are called fourth to take care of people’s emotional and mental needs. These sick people have been through a tough time in their lives. They’ve gone through countless surgeries, minor and major. Some left behind by family members and others used by family members. No matter the case we, the Certified Nursing Assistants are called to soothe these frustrations and misplaced anger. We are on the front burners taking all the heat while other departments sit back and act as observers to this abuse. We are called foul names, we are hit and spat at. We, the CNA’s handle all the dirty work while taking none of the credit.

We are taken out of the picture as soon as the patients are healed, told that the “nurses” and “doctors” fixed them. While we work behind the scene to truly heal these people. No amount of medicine or modern technology can heal someone if they have lost their will to live, If the patient has lost sight of what they are fighting for. We are there to hear the confessions and provide comfort.

Through this all stands to be true. There are these moments when you, the one who must always be strong. Can no longer continue the fight, the struggle and the losing battle. These confessions, these emotions and abuse we endure through our day, eventually take their toll. Ones body can’t keep up with the physically demanding pace people require. Our backs break, our minds crumble and our spirits break. We try and try again to keep up, we never stop, but the limit is reached. You soon become sluggish where once you were glorious. You start to feel hatred and resentment towards people, you become someone who you never wanted or thought you could be. You’re abilities to once care start to dwindle and it all becomes mechanic for you. The pace and feelings, your purpose escapes you.

Even through all this happens and it feels like you can’t go on. You hear the one thing you really needed to hear. The words that pierce the silence and cloudy misunderstandings. The words that come to everyone in a different way, the none the same. The words who’s power holds all but little. These words that hold so little meaning, they are uttered everyday. These words are, Thank You. These completely normal and everyday words somehow become soothing and hold a certain meaning, when they come from someone in need. These words to people like me are rare and often far to few.

“If there weren’t people like you here, people like me would have a very hard time, thank you”

These were the words one of my patients spoke to me today. These words I won’t forget.

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The first 5 emojis in your recently used emojis describe you as a person... 😂👏🏼🤦🏻‍♀️😰💘

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Do’s & Don’t’s from the Spice Girls.

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All good things in life either make you fat or drunk..

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How do you sleep knowing people don’t like you..??

Me: With the fan on...💋

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Imperfection is everything

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Love me, destroy me.. Regardless I’ll still be me...

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You’re into skinny, fit gurls... Sorry I’m not the one....

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Life

Self Love

Nature

Peace

Imagination