Demoted

It’s hard to feel like you’re on the outside. Like you don’t fit in.

I worked in one place for 28 and a half years. I was comfortable. Everyone knew me and liked me (I think!) We shared our lives and our stories and were there for each other. Dunkin’ runs were nearly inevitable on a daily basis and we were all included. Treats were shared as were words of encouragement. We may have complained but we spent a lot of time laughing too. Even the one person I felt like I failed to befriend offered me affirmation in the end.

I miss that. I miss the comradery. I miss my friends. My days as the “Princess of Med Surg” have ended. I know it’s only been a little while but come on! I don’t like being the new girl anymore. I don’t like being lonely in a crowd. There has to be a way to break through without losing who I am.

I know there is a greater plan and purpose and that this change was necessary. I’m willing to accept that. I have to remain steadfast and hopeful. I’m learning that the strength to move forward in unfamiliarity has to come from deep down. Lord supply me!