I didn't want to go into this field for the benefits, I went into it to make a difference. I did it because it was a calling for such a long time. I always wanted to be different, since being a preschooler and telling people I would be a firefighter, EMT for a department and then a cop.
You don't realize how much that calling matters until you're there, and only a week into Corrections and I'm so much happier, I look forward to the shifts- despite how drained I already am. The family gained in a short time, showing how a family truly is not with the one I got stuck with and left. And having these opportunities of all these discounts and feeling appreciated when I tell someone what I now do.
That's how you know you made it in life. The struggles leading to this moment, the frustration of moving 1,200 miles away, starting over with just myself, building my place, my home, from ground zero- with nothing to an almost filled apartment with things I never thought I could afford. When you truly are the happiest you've been without someone being responsible because you're doing what you love. I lived and wanted this for years and I can honestly say, I will die for it. It's who i wanted to be and it's who I finally am.