Admitted. It’s a word that can carry a lot of weight. Whether you’ve been admitted to a school, a program, or even a hospital, the feelings that come with being admitted can vary greatly. For me, being admitted was a journey to acceptance that took time, patience, and understanding. Here is my story.
The Beginning of the Journey
It all started with a phone call. I had been feeling off for a while, and decided to make an appointment with my doctor. After some tests, I received the call that I had been dreading- I needed to be admitted to the hospital. The thought of being admitted was scary and overwhelming, but I knew it was necessary for my health.
When I arrived at the hospital, I was immediately struck with a sense of vulnerability. I was in a new environment, surrounded by strangers who were going to care for me. As the days went by, I started to realize that my admission was going to be more than just physical. It was going to be emotional too. I was going to have to confront the things in my life that I had been avoiding.
The Power of Connection
One of the things that helped me the most during my admission was the connections that I made with both the staff and the other patients. I was lucky enough to have a wonderful nurse who took the time to listen to me, answer my questions, and provide support when I needed it. The other patients that I met during my stay were all going through something similar, and it was comforting to be able to talk to them about what I was experiencing.
Through these connections, I was able to learn a lot about myself. I discovered that I didn’t have to face my admission alone, and that vulnerability could be a source of strength. I found that by sharing my experiences with others, I was able to gain perspective and feel less alone. These connections reminded me that we’re all human and that we all need support at some point in our lives.
Coming to Terms with Admitted
Being admitted was a journey that taught me a lot about acceptance. It wasn’t just about accepting my physical state, but also my emotional state. I learned that it’s okay to feel scared or vulnerable, and that admitting these feelings can be powerful. Accepting my admission allowed me to start the healing process, both physically and emotionally.
I also learned that acceptance doesn’t come all at once- it’s a process. There were times during my admission when I felt like I was taking steps backward, but with the support of my loved ones and the staff at the hospital, I was able to keep moving forward.
Overall, my journey with being admitted was one that I would never have chosen for myself, but one that I’m grateful for. It taught me about the power of connection, vulnerability, and acceptance. I learned that it’s okay to ask for help and that it’s okay to take the time you need to heal. Being admitted was a difficult journey, but it was one that helped me grow and become a stronger person.
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