My Paramedic Journey

It all started on October 15, 2007 when I was hit by a car. It threw my whole life upside down. That day started like any other day: I woke up and got ready for school. I was walking to school like I do every day; it all happened in a blink of an eye. One minute I’m crossing the road and the next thing I wake up across the side of the road with four strangers around me asking me if I am okay and trying to help me to the sidewalk. After I was sitting on the sidewalk like if nothing had happened; I was just so numb. Then the paramedics arrived and started asking me questions but at the time I didn’t know what was happening until I saw that the paramedic had those sunglasses with reflections on them and I saw myself in the reflections.

Of course, it didn’t work or I would be here. After I took every pill 10 minutes’ passed by and I started regretting it and I told my mom what I had done She called 911.. I was taken to the hospital; on the way there the paramedic keep asking me why I did it but I didn’t answer him. Then once we made it to the hospital and they rushed me to the ER. after a few days, I was sent to an outpatient treatment in the hospital. There I had to go to group therapy and one on one talks with the doctors and staff. When I finally could leave, I want back to work and tried to get everything back to normal. But later I found out that nothing was ever normal. Trying to balance work was so hard because at the time my manager didn’t understand my situation because of my depression some days I would have so much energy that I would finish my work faster and other days I wouldn’t have any energy and didn’t finish my work like I usually would do. I couldn’t handle my boss telling on the days I didn’t do my best that he was getting tired of telling my that I need to work faster so I ended quitting my job and want traveling that whole year. At church, there was so much drama going on and on top of that I had my parents telling my that I was lacking on my preaching and going to the meetings. While I was traveling I didn’t keep in touch with nobody not my family or friends. Not because I didn't have the time but because the whole purpose was to get away from everything and it was the best thing to not have to worry about anything.Once I was done with traveling I started to go back to working again. I then start my first semester in 2016 I was in that stage where I thought I finally had find my balance. Because it had been two years with no more bad thoughts. But boy was I wrong in reality I was just ignoring my problems instead of dealing with them. So, when I started my fall semester everything came crashing down and the