Rejection Before Rejoicing Part 2

Hey, so if you just got here go back and read part one it will all make more sense. If you read part one already thanks for continuing with me.

So about three weeks from being rejected for a second time I get a random call getting a whole job offer. I am screaming inside all while trying to hurry this lady up because I am 3% with no damn charger. Lord hold this charge as I speed home!! This lady running down all the benefits and I am just praying phone please don't hang up Lord please hold this charge. I make it home with a whole job offer. I start crying to my husband because a year ago I would have never applied for any of these jobs now here I am with two job offers. Here is where I still need work. Even though I kept pushing myself recognizing that I felt defeated, I kept pushing forward that was all good. However, even after I got the job offer I kept saying I won't feel comfortable until they send it in writing after all the original recruiter is on vacation maybe she got it wrong, but I won't feel comfortable until after the fingerprint test, I won't be comfortable until the send the official offer comes in after the fingerprint test. I start Monday, and if I am honest I won't feel comfortable until I walk into the building for the first time. I have relaxed since speaking to my manager early this week, and she welcomed me to the team. It just all seems surreal. A person who has spent the majority of their life not feeling worthy of the good things went after things she did not feel qualified for and got them. I would not turn down the second job offer until everything cleared from the fingerprints just in case. I know for sure I have never committed a crime, but here I was nervous. While I know I still have work to do I also understand I received a job offer, and it was taken away so my reactions are merited. I also realize that these are things that I would have never done over a year ago. I have made so much progress, and for that, I am so proud of myself! I have started a new class and will have to retake the class I failed, but this is my progress. Progress is not always pretty, but I am still moving in a positive direction. I always try to share my story because people don't always share the unpretty, but here I am. I hope this one blesses somebody or else I am just out here telling ya'll all my business for nothing. Comment & let me know if this one was worth the wait.

One Love,

D'Que