So close to death but I scraped on through

In the early days of being home after being discharged all I could do was think, I didn’t have the energy to do anything else. So I sat there thinking about what I wanted from life, what changes had to be made to my life and things like that. I knew after that episode that my plan to teach law was probably never going to happen. As even though it was less stressful than practising it would still be stressful earning my extra degrees needed and then marking work and so on. So that was scrapped very early on.

There were two other loves in my life that I have a passion for those being photography and writing. Both of which I have received compliments about, and both I could do easily and I don’t find them stressful at all. So I sat there after appointments thinking about what to do.

It was really a decision between writing and photography, they were things I loved and didn’t find stressful. So they were the two front runners for something to do to earn a living. The more I thought about it the more I was convinced I could make the two work alongside each other.

The main income I thought would come from photography, which would allow me to pick which day’s I worked on and didn’t. So I started to do a bit of reading up and educating myself on this, what I could offer, how much I could charge, what I would need to get and so…