Today was one of those kind of days. It felt pretty rough. I was frustrated, overwhelmed, and wasn't really sitting at my desk today because I was trying to figure other stuff out. Those types of days just kind of rock me and my foundation and I become unstable. I get all flustered and tense. That was how I was feeling all day really. My morning already started out rough with a guy who wanted housing and was only hearing what he wanted to hear and not the full spectrum of what I had to say. So right away, 9 am, I was already thrown off balance while trying not to cuss the poor man out. I was pretty frustrated and began to rant to my nearby neighbor who tends to hear about many of my complaints, poor Millicent. And then after that I began my call backs and figuring out what beds were available in the facilities and then I got stressed out with the amount of beds I had available. Ugh....it's a never ending job it seems. Then I went to counseling and expressed some of my emotions but there wasn't a lot there. Just some loose ends that were slightly fraying but could easily be braided back together. I wasn't completely falling apart. Then I ran into a co-worker and we talked for a good thirty to forty five minutes.
Wow, in the midst of those few minutes that I got to spend with this man, I was blown away by his ability to share. I don't know much about many of my co-workers, except the few who tell me the little details. I ask little questions here and there to other co-workers but this man told me a lot. It was a personal and a humbling experience. For someone to open up to me like he did, I almost didn't know how to take it. I loved it and it was just so special. This man told me about how was an addict, and eventually got himself into PLASE. And how he was living in the facility and then got his life back together. He eventually got a job working there at Project PLASE and he's been there as a paid employee for 10 years and he did his internship there too for college. Man, this man overcame some hard shit and I was so proud of him and I don't even know him that well. It was all just very strange but beautiful at the same time. I loved it! He talked about life and how it's rough and how all someone can do is be supportive and show some tough love and eventually all can be good. And just to think, this whole conversations started with, "how's your day Kristin?" I got more than I was bargaining for. Thanks Bobby!
With that, and being big, bad me, I'll send you all some tough love to get your acts together and to motivate or to challenge yourself.
Love from BMore
