GOOD NEWS IN THIS WOMAN’S LIFE—AND SHARING IT WITH US!
Yesterday I started my job as a Peer Support Specialist. The Integrated Health Services team (of which I am a part) is squeezed into one tiny office and a converted utility closet (the sink is still there). Ten people with lap tops, all talking on the phone, or to each other, or elbowing into their TV-tray-sized work spaces. The plan is to move the team off-site to a real office space. But for now, we are literally on top of each other.
A year ago—heck, three months ago—I would have bolted from that chaos after a half hour. But, I didn’t. And the fact that I didn’t makes me proud. I could feel dread and panic creeping into my head like…
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