This should't be a ringside seat. |
My efforts were even recognized by then-sitting, President, Bill Clinton. I was that dedicated - and determined. But there was a penalty that went along with this. What I didn't expect was to be re-traumatized by working so hard in this capacity; and, learned about the enhanced probability of this when it was too late. I can tell you that my passion for protecting these victims literally got the best of me. My night eating increased, and so did my weight. During this time of experiencing personal satisfaction from helping other victims in dire situations, my budget for "professional wear," like my waistline, was expanding instead of shrinking. With every new season, I was buying a new wardrobe. And, while I had all of the determination and passion to help other victims, what I couldn't muster was the same forces to help myself - until it was too late. It took me over a year to take off a considerable amount of weight, through sheer physical exertion alone.
Believe it or not, I am humble now. I don't picket, crusade or grandstand any more. I'm not angry, but I haven't forgiven, either. And although, through the years, I've decreased my physical efforts in DVPAE, I've increased my financial ones - substantially. Unfortunately, all too well, I understand what these victims go through; and, even more to my sorrow, what the long-term effects of these kinds of incidents can do to a person.
Thank you for allowing me to share this with you.
Copyright © 1/1/2015 - , CB, Bed Warrior
Copyright © 1/1/2015 - , CB, Bed Warrior
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