These are privileged worries

Updated: Mar 12, 2020

I got a job.

After 100+ applications.

After dozens of rejection emails.

After six months of applying, hoping, and praying.

I got an unbelievable job offer with everything on my wishlist.

After months of wondering...

"Am I capable of holding a job emotionally? Mentally?"

"Will my trauma or PTSD get in the way?"

"Am I employable?"

"How am I going to get through closing my company and filing bankruptcy?"

"How long will I be living with my parents?"

I've finally crossed that ocean and see the coastline.

And now my head is filled with...

"What if I make a mistake?"

"How long will it take me to adjust to the new routine?"

"How will I like the commute?"

"Where do I want to live?"

"Hallie, these are privileged worries," my therapist replied. "These are the normal types of worries you've been wanting. Does that scare you?"


"I can promise you, nothing will be as bad as what you've gone through. Nothing," She affirmed. "Yes, you will be tired. Yes, it will be an adjustment. You will be okay. You are strong, and you can do this."

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