A vulnerable but uplifting post. Today marks 1 year since I snapped my ACL. This injury couldn’t have come at a worse time; I was deep in the initial stages of grief, therefore already a wounded soldier. The injury only spiraled me into a deeper depression. It felt like my whole world collapsed, from grieving my most tragic loss to then losing my ability to walk/exercise and even work. All of my coping strategies were out of the window, and I truly lost my entire sense of self. The road to recovery felt long-winded, but I was so fortunate to have my surgery privately, which cut the timeline right down (NHS waits approx were 12-18 months). The foresight was simply to be able to walk again and return to work, particularly as Cabin Crew; the job really is your identity, especially as you live a majority of your life overseas & traveling the world. I was also fortunate that after a couple of months post-op, I was able to start an office role with Virgin and have been working within a data team since; this role gave me purpose and fulfillment, which has been an absolute godsend. I’ve picked up new skills and passions in a role I never thought I’d enjoy! During my recovery, I also began renting out my wardrobe, which also gave me a new sense of purpose; from meeting like-minded people to spilling my love into beautiful extraordinary clothes that make me happy, then sharing that with others! [continued in comments]
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