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Everything Comes in Good Time

 Everything Comes in Good Time

So, here I am—a person who didn’t do her GCSEs or A Levels because I was a child of trauma. Fast forward, and now I’m strutting around with a computer science degree, a sports science diploma, a biomedical diploma, and a laundry list of fitness teaching qualifications. Seriously, if there were an Olympics for collecting degrees, I’d be the Usain Bolt of academia!

I’ve traveled the world, worked as a personal trainer, and even tackled Google’s project management courses. Oh boy, I guess I’m the queen of studying! Maybe I’m just trying to make up for not going to school in my younger years. Either way, learning is my jam!

Now, let’s talk about my ten-year quest for a green card. It was like a never-ending episode of Survivor, but with fewer rewards and more paperwork. With all my shiny qualifications, job hunting was a breeze, which definitely helped my green card journey. But here’s the kicker: as much as I wanted to dive into a career as a marriage therapist, life had other adventures in store for me. It felt like I had a calling, but I was busy conquering the world, one diploma at a time.

Looking back, I realize the timing wasn’t right. Fast forward to my endless applications, and guess what? I got accepted into a fantastic university in California for my master’s program! Now, if you think about the long path ahead, it can seem terrifying. But hey, you’ve got to start somewhere, right?

When I first came to the USA, I was making a whopping $10 an hour—while I was used to earning $80. It felt like I’d gone from being the lead in a blockbuster movie to an extra in a low-budget indie film. But I was fearless because I believed in myself. Now, 1.5 years into my master’s program, I can’t help but chuckle at my earlier fears. Had I started this journey any sooner, I wouldn’t have had the life experience, maturity, and mindset I have now.

There was a reason for all those twists and turns on my career path. After exploring various fields, I realized none of them were the golden ticket to my future—except therapy. And let me tell you, I’ve invested $55,000 in my own therapy. Honestly, it’s been the best money I ever spent! Plus, at the end of this journey, I’ll be a licensed marriage therapist. So hey, not a bad deal!

Now, as I continue down this new path, I’m not just gaining a career; I’m also improving my relationships. I communicate like I’m in control (most of the time), I listen more, and I’ve developed some solid boundaries. Plus, I’m working through my own trauma bruises—those pesky scars that nobody sees. When they get triggered, I’m actually in control of how I handle them. Spoiler alert: those bruises will never fully go away; they’re part of my journey.

So, what’s the takeaway from my story? Try all avenues, follow your dreams, and don’t worry—everything will come in good time. I have no doubt I’ll be one of the most successful therapists out there. I say this humbly, of course! This is my calling, and just like it found me at the perfect moment, it will find you too.

Now go out there and chase your dreams like they owe you money! 🎉


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