I didn't know where to put this thread, so here it is.
I'm not seeking advice or anything, but all feedback is welcome and I would love to know of others who have had similar experiences. It's difficult to put this in a few paragraphs, but I will try to keep it as brief as I can.
I have always felt a calling to work with children. When I was a kid I was mistreated, to say the least and I vowed to never forget the experience of being a kid. I would dream of someday being able to help kids who were going through what I was going through at the time and to do a better job than the mindless adults failing to help me.
As an adult, I have wandered from one mindless job to another until I just stopped working altogether. Depression is one thing that held me back, as well as the message that I couldn't amount to much. Then I decided to go to school to get a certificate in Early Childhood Education so I could teach preschool. This was interrupted by a back problem that took years to deal with and since then I felt working with kids was out since I now have this injury to deal with.
Since then I have tried other directions...office work, computer work, etc...all the while being presented with childcare opportunities, such as babysitting. I applied for disability, hoping that would help me get on my feet to start my own business.
Last week I volunteered for an expressive arts camp...which was presented to me by my aunt who works at the school that was doing this. I grabbed at the opportunity despite my fear that I wouldn't be up to it. The week was fantastic and I was in my element...probably the hardest working volunteer there. The kids loved me and the staff loved me and I patted myself on the back for following through and not chickening out.
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Now I have found out that my disability claim was denied and my mother (who was pushing me to get on disability in the first place) is now telling me she thinks I should pursue childcare.
I'm confused about how to feel about the denial of disability, and feel the Universe is telling me my path is to work with kids. The trouble I have with working for adults is simply that I don't give a shit. But when it comes to kids, I care more than I could ever express. I don't know what obstacles lay ahead. I guess I am seeking encouragement because while I know this is clearly a sign telling me where to go, I am still very afraid and doubt my ability to do it.