The Need for Endurance

It's been quite some time since I have written my thoughts down. I have so much to say and not quite sure where to even start. The last three years of my life have been filled with trauma, heartache, disappointment, yet it has been the most surreal life I ever thought I would experience.

Three years ago I had quit my job of 23 years.  A career in teaching science to students ranging from 11-66 years of age. I taught college for 2 years, then high school for 7 years and on to middle school for 14 years.  I'm an expert in all science subjects from physics, chemistry, biology to geology and everything in between. I never knew that my experience teaching would ever lead to founding a nonprofit. I knew that the skill set I had I could lead it to help patients with SYNGAP1 find treatments.  I personally gave up a lot, my family gave up a lot. Not that being a teacher I had much to give up material wise, but it was everything I had to try and move forward what I thought was the right way. It has been the right way, the only way to lead to treatments. It is working and the model blueprint is one that many are following and wanting to replicate in the space in which I work. 

Leading an organization in a direction takes strategy. We must make sure that we were doing everything we can do on a shoe-string budget. This was a calling, this IS my calling! Many do not know that I gave up my retirement, salary, benefits and life savings to put into the job I love now to make it work. I paid for all my own trips and most of the overhead for the first 3 years of the organization until I was hired for one thousand dollars a month. Thing is, not many cared that I did that. 

That sacrifice has cost me much along the way. This includes time with my family, a decent wage, my marriage and I could name a few other things but the list would just go on. Yes, I chose to do this, as I was reminded repeatedly by those who said they stood by me to help. Only to realize they were only drilling holes in the boat you were rowing to try and make something work. Those didn't stay. They didn't believe, nor did they have the endurance to see it through. It is better that way. People who do not share the same vision become stumbling blocks.

I work very hard, just like the majority of the people who support our efforts for our community. I have a really hard time when those that had been with me since the beginning and who KNOW me have anything different to say. It is disappointing that a few do. It is true, you can't please everyone all of the time. You can only please some of the people some of the time. Standing back is the hard thing watching all the way through as people try to undermine the hard work you are doing. This work will still benefit them in the long run. I will never understand it. I was taught a long time ago that there are wolves in sheep's clothing. I never realized they could be in your own pack. However, it was encouraging that one of my colleagues I work with sent me what I needed to hear when I was at my lowest point.  

She sent a message and said to me, "Endurance is Mandatory"!  Therefore don't throw your boldness, which has a great reward. For you need endurance so that, having done the will of God, you may receive the promise.  Hebrews 10:35-36  

She reminded me that if God called me to this job, then those that fight against me is not really me they are fighting against.  They are fighting against God.  I have poured so much energy into doing what is right, and God has given me the endurance to continue. There are days I have sat in a corner or lying in bed in tears sobbing, asking the question why? Dealing with the sleepless nights and worrying about what to do next. The depression I have been fighting and the choice I made.  Asking myself when will it pay off?  When will we get treatments? Will my son benefit? Will the community be disappointed if I can't deliver? What if I can't keep hope alive?  The questions I have and the weight of the world on my shoulders are killing me. I had to keep believing. I have to keep believing. 

Not many know my personal story. Eventually, my story will be a book. If I could tell anyone anything, it would be to never lose hope, continue to persevere and NEVER put limits on yourself. My parents were told by my 3rd-grade counselors and teachers I would never read above a 3rd-grade level. Fast forward to 10th grade, the counselors told my parents to not send me to college. They went on to tell them I would never succeed and were setting me up for failure. They also said I would be an incredible hairdresser! That same year they determined I was dyslexic and had several other learning disabilities. My parents never told me this until I walked across the stage to be given my Bachelors of Science in Biology. I finished it in 3 1/2 years. I never failed or dropped a class. My heaviest load was 18 hours in a semester. I went back to get my Education Certification to continue on later teaching 16 years in the same school district in which my parents were told I wouldn’t make it in an academic setting. THEY WERE WRONG! The rest of the story will be detailed in my book...never put boundaries on a person's abilities. 

I fight depression every single day. I want things to be different.  I realized that the only way to make things different is to keep going. Pay no mind to those who come against you. Stay focused. Rest if you need, but get right back up and fight the good fight.  Don't let others who don't understand your vision keep you from seeing what has been put in your heart. 

Coming Out of the Dark

Most of us in life have been hit pretty hard in the gut at times.  I am no different. Sometimes things happen to make our perspectives change about people, their intentions, and motives. Life is one experience after another.  The last two years have been the best and worst of my almost 50 years on this planet.  I have dealt with egocentric, arrogant and self-serving people who wear masks to get what they want.  I have worked with people that are so insecure about their own existence and let their envy and jealousy of others take space up in their brains, which eventually leads to them being unhappy and unproductive, then turning on you to be your worst enemy.  These combinations of people are what make life extremely difficult to navigate, especially if you are a people pleaser like me. I allowed these type of people all of my life prevent me from being who I was suppose to be. I can now say within the last few months of my life, I now understand that your calling is way more important than pleasing those who really don't give a shit or are the "right fighters" in this world.  They would rather be right than work towards a common goal.

This has all played out during a tough time in my own personal life.  There have been days I would go so deep into the darkness that the words of those who critique your life, personality and your drive seriously wanted me to slit my own wrists.  All my life I have been searching for affirmation, the acceptance that what I was doing was "good".  It is daunting.  My childhood was not a good one mentally or emotionally, yet I had almost every material thing I could ask for. It led to who I am today. I struggled to please the ones who were supposed to love me the most. I knew they loved me the best they could only because of how they were taught.  I never measured up to the expectations of what they thought I was supposed to be. However, it made me into the fighter I am today.  The downside, it allowed me to have high expectations of others, and they couldn't meet them either, causing me stress and frustration. To top it all off,  I struggled through school having to deal with multiple learning disabilities.  I was called dumb, lazy, stupid and for lack of words felt like I was the most unworthy person who walked the planet. I was mocked sitting in the "special classes". Funny, people laugh when I tell them I couldn't even get a date in high school. I was expected to sit pretty and keep my mouth shut. 

After the last few months, years I hit rock bottom.  The lowest and most devastated I could ever feel.  My rock bottom almost caused me to lose the one thing I love the most, my family and my children, my life.  The dark depression I was experiencing made me escape into fantasy land and working overtime to avoid the emptiness I felt.  It was incredibly lonely at times.  God was nowhere to be found, the one thing I had always depended on to get me through.  I lost faith. I lost myself.  The one thing that woke me up was the calling I had to continue what I had started.  It is a still small voice that whispered.  "I am here! Look up at me and know that I am here".  I glimmer of light.  To be honest, the thoughts of ending the life I knew was real.  I woke up. I had forgotten God had a plan for my life regardless of those who come against you. The depression had consumed me to believe that I was no longer needed here. Yet it allowed me to see what is essential and most importantly WHO is critical and that I am important.  The other no longer matters. This is God's plan, His work and no person can destroy what He has planned.  I am just coming out of the dark, trying not to allow those who are good at sucking you back in affect me.  Baby steps.  Every day I must choose to keep going and focus on loving myself, which does not come naturally to me. It is a commitment mentally, just as I had committed to work out four times a week for the last 5 years to keep my physical body in shape.  It is now time to keep the mental and emotional self in shape. I now need to grow a thick skin. Sometimes it takes a swift kick in the gut to get you to come out of the dark to find the light again.

     

The Lighter Side

Funny, as I have just gone through another nervous breakdown and took about 2 days to only gain partial sanity back.  I was reflecting today about the things I have learned throughout this journey. I will share with you the things both good, bad and royal pet peeves that I have experienced throughout this journey.  First, I want to start by saying; the worst phrase any other person that has not gone through this before is, "That God doesn't give you what you can't handle"!  I CALL BS ALL OVER THAT!  That is the most absurd and ridiculous statement anyone could say to a parent of a child with special needs.

I mean seriously, you think He gave us this life to make us "handle it?"  Dear God People! Get your head out of your ass!  Any person that goes through a hard time has to either cope & deal with it or just go off into the deep end.  Seriously!
I mean really?  What am I gonna do?  Just be "happy and strap my ass in for the ride?" Come on?  No, we live just like anyone else.  We may have more breakdowns than most, but that doesn't mean we are stronger than the next guy out there.  As you can see, that is my biggest pet peeve.

I have learned more about life and people in it and their real motives behind why they do what they do.  It's quite sad in fact that you have people who are aiming for the same goal, yet sabotage the efforts you put forth because of their own self-serving attitudes.   Yes, those people will be in my book. Don't worry. I keep all the written documentation to prove otherwise. It's quite surprising what people actually put in a written word that they think will never see the light of day.  To them, I say; thanks for the new material!

But on to the lighter side.  I have learned many things in these last 10 years that I never once anticipated.

#1 Nervous breakdowns are regular occurrences. No way of getting around that, they just happen. I seriously should buy stock in Kleenex and wine.

#2 A therapist is an absolute necessity, no way getting around it because they understand more than your friends and/or spouse, plus they are sworn to confidentiality and can't go talk shit behind your back like some of the other people you realized really weren't your friends, to begin with.  Ummm?  Maybe I should have everyone sign an NDA and sign a "real friend" contract before disclosing any useful information that they could take and write a book for themselves. However,  I do have a few close friends who I trust with my life, but then I got dirt on them too.  ;)

#3 Marriage entirely is non-existent, and sex. Yes, we live together, but the lack of time building a relationship is put on the back burner due to the fact you are either getting over the nervous breakdown or just dealing with all the other needs in the family. Most of the time we walk by each other and say "hey, you get the mail today?"

#4 I learned there are more Cabernet and Blended Wines in the world I have not yet tried. HEB here in Texas has a selection that I could honestly spend hours in.. So, is it wrong that the grocery store manager knows you by your first name in a city of 8 million people? Ok. I am jesting people..kinda.

#5 I never ever need to go to school again.  I know more about the human brain than most Ph.D.'s.  Ok, well maybe not that much, but enough to get people to question if I am.  I just expect an honorary doctorate from somewhere before I die.  It's a bucket list item.  I learned you don't need letters behind your name to prove your worth.

#6 I need to get paid much more than I do for the things I do.  Yes, I said it.  Being a teacher for 23 years, it made me realize that we are worth more than they give.  That this is true for those, who lead nonprofits as well.  The old adage, you get what you pay for.  If you have all the volunteers, then they won't do a job like its a "real job." Well, not me, but others.  This is my calling. I did for nothing for over 3 years. Thing is others expect to work when they want to or not at all. You pay people, you will have better quality work and program outcomes. Part of it is understanding and having the right people backing you to get the mission done. Funny thing about that too is people just can up and walk away from the mission and their commitment, that's ok.  But for me to walk away, absolutely no way!!  Surprisingly to think a couple wanted me gone through this whole process. Funny, neither of those people did shit to help the cause either. Those backstories will go in the book as well. Wonder who would have stepped up and taken on the projects and programs and done the exact job I am doing now? Then never measure up to their own responsibilities. I have NO respect for you! That's when I learned people can kiss my ass!  By the way, next time you see me come to say "Hi"! Some may even say it's unprofessional to bring up. I call it being transparent.

#7 Your future is dismal if you have no support.  In my case, the family has just gone on with their own lives rarely calling to check in or even to come by to say hi.  Very disappointing!  So I learned to stop expecting things out of people because you won't be disappointed when they don't do what you want.  Consider it a gift when they do come around.  I learned I need to depend on myself. I continue to chug through, and on bad days you see it through every minute hoping that the next day will be better.

#8 Social media is a farce! No matter what.  Anything you post is going to offend someone.  Me to You.. Get over it!  I usually tell them to suck my big toe.  I will not change who I am for you or anyone else.  It also has become a necessary evil.  Great free advertising and a tool to drive depression that shows everyone in the world your life is excellent.  PLEASE!  Your life sucks behind the scenes just like everybody else..LOL! No one walks around with no problems.  EVERYBODY HAS PROBLEMS, especially us families raising kids with special needs. Keep scrolling if you don't like what you see. If you judge me based on what I post, then you aren't my real friend, and we don't need to be connected.

#9 There is NEVER enough money.  No matter how hard you work, there is always something.  But, there is still enough left for wine!

#10 Who said leaders had to act differently than the average joe?  We are people, we shop, we raise families, we have marriage problems, get divorced, separated, have financial issues. You name it we experience it.  Leaders aren't perfect.  But I learned that the world expects you to be "different" when you are facing the public. My dilemma,  I don't really care what the public thinks of me.  As long as I am doing the job I was hired to do and am performing at a rate that is not backward, then people can't say much.  Pick me apart... I bet I could find many skeletons in closets of those who are so ready to judge that would make your hair curl and skin crawl.  Being a leader doesn't mean you never fall or fail, it means getting back up to complete the tasks at hand the very best way you know how.

In closing, things always come home to roost.  Never underestimate a person that has a calling and doing their damndest to help those in need.  When you can match up efforts with the person whos kicking ass, then and only then do you have the right to criticize anything. Its then on you to do your best to carry the same load.  These are the truths I live.  If people have an issue with me being real, then that's your problem to bear.  Not mine. 

Searching for Peace - Being Real

I have to admit, the last two years of my life have probably been the most productive and yet the most daunting I have ever lived in my life.  Change is coming.  I am trying to let go of dreams that will never be and focus on the things that are supposed to matter the most.  I can't differentiate between the two.  Do my personal needs to go first and everything come behind or does the mission come first? I am struggling with the demons and experiences of my past and looking to the future never wanting to continue the same pitfalls as before.  My childhood was a hard one.  I had every material thing I could want.  But the expectations I had to live up to being perfect has never escaped me.

I have been married twice, which I never want to marry again.  I never want to trust another person to fulfill the needs I crave. Yet I long to be loved and desired.  This is what it has come to living and dealing with the sadness of losing the life you thought you would have.  I feel selfish and not sure how to even feel.  The job I quit was the first problem, the second is not having the ability to change my life now due to the extenuating circumstances.  I know I need to be elsewhere to make the mission I set out to do be a success.  The dilemma, do I leave everything behind and do what I was called to do without the support I thought I would have.  Or do I stay and be miserable and unhappy for the sake of someone else's happiness.  I have literally hit rock bottom.

I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel.  I am coping with so many things I wish I could put on paper, but can't. Only a few know the inner workings of the last two years.  The loss of love and a life I was trying to navigate. I was deprived of being free because of the closet I was raised in. I was jaded trusting everyone thinking always others had the best intentions. I never was truly being loved or felt loved by the ones who were supposed to unconditionally. Making me grow up insecure and question my own existence in the world.  Therapy, anxiety pills and every so often glass of wine has been the coping mechanism.  I depended on people who I thought truly cared about me, take what they needed and leave.  I am trying to stay focused on the mission to find my son and others a treatment, but I can no longer do it alone.  Some of the people I depended on to help have fallen to the wayside, leaving me again to fin for the success of what I had set out to do.

I don't think the cavalry is coming.  Just like I know in the current circumstances there is no one coming to meet the needs I have.  I realize high expectations are what lead to depression, but where do you draw the line?  Everyone says you need to make yourself happy, but to make myself happy I would leave a wake of hurt in the path of me trying to be happy.  Is it easier to become numb?  The last 10 years of this journey raising a child with special needs has broken me. I feel like I have to live forever.  People see the smile on my face, but behind that is a person who feels unloved and just another pretty face.  I hang on only because I hope tomorrow will bring answers and relief. Waiting for peace. The struggle is real.

As Life Changes

Many things in my life have changed since quitting my job teaching of 23 years.  I really don't know how to explain what I am going through.  Anxiety, Direction, Searching, Security....  You want to scream to the world what is going on inside you, but you just can't get it out.  Only some of the closest few to you know the "inside" scoop of what you really are dealing with.  I laugh when I hear people say "The struggle is real!" because in your heart of hearts, you know it really is.  There are so many dynamics taking place around us and to use words to describe them is well....impossible.  You can't really explain your place to someone because they aren't there, they can only imagine. A state that is giving a sense of loneliness to the whole world you live in.  Even when you have thousands of people around you that are reaching out everyday.

I am pretty sure if someone were to film a documentary on my life.. it definitely wouldn't be a movie.. more like a series.  What many don't know is I have come along way in this life. Unfortunately, I still make mistakes and I do learn from them..hopefully faster now than before.

Going through my childhood, youth, young adulthood and now middle age I have been through some shit. Most likely everyone would be very surprised for those who really don't  know me.  I keep a pretty BIG smile on my face at times to cover up some of the true feelings I have.  I usually don't take much off people now, but somehow I still give my heart to people and things without even blinking an eye.  I guess that's me though. I have also taught my children the same thing, give your all until someone tries to steal it from you. Then protect it with all your might.  I am sad when people can't see your true worth and value in what you have to offer.  But I honestly have to say, that will never stop me from the goals or ambition I have to really change the world.

It's funny how life shapes you to be the person that you are.  I guess the process will continue throughout life until we take our last breath.  One thing I do want people to know, is that I never did the things I do for myself.  I really always have had others in mind and how I can help them.  I never was selfish in my actions. I don't care about money, fame, the cars people drive, the designer clothes people wear, the houses people live in or friends they have.  I want people to know it was how I helped those less fortunate and gave every last bit of energy to fight for those who couldn't themselves. That's what I hope people remember.

I had a little bit of an epiphone today and realized again for myself.. "no one can love you more than you loving yourself and one can not give love if there is no love of self. "  So.. Love yourself! Then everything else falls into place where it should.