Working with a Family

If I were to write to be frank, honest and transparent, the way I wish to be on this blog, it would be obvious that life was not always filled with rainbows and butterflies. What I write on other social media platforms highlights the best of my successes and some of my jokes, showing only the most positive and uplifting as I have always striven to inspire and motivate those around me, that or put a smile on someone's face, or to make someone laugh. After having such a great January, it was hard for me to write about this first week of February, but I've resolved to log it down like it came, and to move on. Without further ado, I quit training in dispatch. Everyone around my job avoids using that word and prefer to say I'm putting my training on hold until a better time, but really, I quit it. Why? I wasn't up to speed, I couldn't multitask fast enough, I was overstressed, I spent my days and life filled with anxiety, trauma, social and mental fatigue, frus...

I kicked off the week with a brunch date with my brother. We ate salads at the European Street Cafe then played a dice game called farkle at my house while drinking the chocolate drink yoohoo.  For work that night I went on a ride along in the northeastern region of the northwest side, getting to know the sketchy ghetto areas of Avenue B, Myrtle, Moncrief, Lem Turner, and Edgewood and the goings on of their crime and nonsense at 3am. Officer Snyder kindly gave me a tour of all the high crime areas such as the Raceway at 1040 Golfair, Washington Heights Apartments, and Cleveland Arms Apartments.  We always get 911 calls and officer onview calls out in those areas, so it was cool to experience it in real life. Nothing too exciting that night, just a lot of disputes and suspicious activity, an armed dispute, a couple traffic stops, baker acting an individual to the MHRC, and a motorcycle accident with injuries that was much less exciting than it sounds haha. The guy had ...