Someone texted me a few hours ago that I was where I needed to be. Or rather, I was where I was needed. It is a most wonderful feeling to be needed. No one can discount that. However, I find myself second guessing my recent life choices.
Six months ago I decided to take on a new job in which my skills sets were absolutely necessary. As a matter of fact, they were needed 100% and more. It was going to be a challenge but I thrive on challenges. My own personal doctor noted I am a high sensation seeker. I’m not very risk averse. I’m a no-pain, no-gain type of person. Well, usually. I am not saying I’m completely wedded to being a big risk taker. I do tend to make a lot of lists weighing pros and cons. It’s just that I don’t necessarily downgrade risks in my lists. If that makes any sense.
While I was thrilled to take on a new job that needed me, I am not second-guessing myself. This is not the easiest time to be in healthcare. Especially in New York City. I could have taken another job for which my daily decisions wouldn’t be so impactful. I could have had more support. I could have had an easier life. As I look at my 10 cans of soup and worry about my lack of appetite-except for doritos- I sigh loudly to myself.
I then look at that text and others like. I’m wherr I am supposed to be. I have to believe.