And this medium account is about words and nothing but words, as part of my rehabilitation from injuries sustained throughout this past year and a half (1.5 years).
So, I was earning $11/hour and had to work above and beyond to earn approximately $21/hour. I had no time for anything else while doing so.
I was lagging behind life. Not being able to explore and discover life on my days off. Had no time for my family and friends because I would be too tired to hang out with another human being. I have elderly parents whom I could only care for by giving them a monthly contribution to the house hold. Every time before we could come to an agreement to hang out, we would quarrel first about not being considerate toward each others needs and then after much hurtful words being slapped around, we would decide to hang out anyway. I had the latest iphone but, would not be able to make full use of it because I wanted to get away from work related habits during the weekends.
Colleagues became friends, friends became colleagues which was the biggest no no for me as I have learned to draw the boundaries very clearly. I just didn’t want the crossing over to reduce or omit bitchiness abouts my existence.
My health was failing 168BP at rest, age 35, was recorded in my employment health check. I was also deemed unfriendly and a chore to be with because I would be hyper vigilant to how I and the people I hung around with in public had to behave so that it would not ruin my reputation.
All these I trashed this last year because I was bullied and I could not be bothered any longer. The sacrifice was just not worth it. I used to be fit, healthy and strong. Now, I’m recovering from quadriplegia.