r/CongratsLikeImFive

Small steps

I work in childcare/education, and we were just given the plan for next year. I was moved to a different team, and this worried me a lot because I'm autistic and physically disabled, so changing teams and working with kids I don't know that well can be really overwhelming. But at least I would be working with my favorite coworker, the same amazing lady that was my mentor when I first started this job 2 years ago. She's great with the kids, and the kind of person who really sees you and can tell if you have a bad day no matter how well you hide it. She's one of the few people who can read me very well, and will ask me if I need a break before I even realize I need one.

Today I went up to her to tell her I was looking forward to working with her again, and she told me that she was also looking forward to it, and that she had requested me for her team because she wanted someone she could trust to stay throughout the year and take initiative. It wasn't random, or because I wasn't needed in my old team, but becaus she had asked for someone who could take more responsibility, and they picked me.

I know I'm good at my job, but I do have some limits due to my disabilities. I can't work full time, and I can't always do all the tasks that the job requires, which means I'll often have to ask coworkers to switch tasks. I also use mobility aids, which comes with it's own problems when you work with kids. I try really hard to compensate by stepping up and taking initiative to do the things that my coworkers don't like doing (like arts and crafts, or stepping in to help certain kids regulate before they get too restless). But I still worry that my coworkers feel like I don't contribute enough. So it really meant a lot to hear that someone asked for me because they think I do a good job, and that I'm reliable. It made my whole week, and I'm starting to think I can actually manage this transition.

cw: financial stress and cptsd

For context, I grew up dirt poor with abusive, druggie parents. Ive lived in trailers, hotels, airbnbs, and 1 bedroom apartments (4 person family with a dog). I've cut most of my family off as i now live with a different family member.

I never had food or clothes or school supplies and even today my current guardian only makes about 30k a year for the both of us. (rent/food/etc)

I got my first job a year ago but started saving about a month ago. I pay for my clothes, soap/toothpaste/deodorant, school supplies, shoes, and soon will start paying rent.

But i have 540$ in savings:) I'm really proud of myself for having money for the first time ever, especially for an emergency fund. I also have a little over 600 dollars to buy myself new clothes this weekend at this huge mall near me. This would be the first time ive ever purchased alot of new clothes that are new and that I like. (all of my clothes have been old and holey handmedowns for years)

I'm very happy i've saved enough money to go on this trip and have an emergency fund. Thats something that was never taught to me, and i'm proud at my age ive worked hard enough to do that.

Im 25!!! I’ve never felt more defeated than the past 2 months. My mental health is terrible but I’m here, and the sun is shining and I’m NOT a failure, I’m NOT a disappointment and I’m worthy and capable of love!!! I’m so sad all the time, but I won’t let those thoughts win, not today, cos that’s 25 whole laps around the sun without getting crushed by a falling anvil and that’s quite an accomplishment if I do say so myself!

lmao laughing through the tears ^(happy birthday to me)

I'm 2 weeks away from finishing my 5th year as a high school teacher and my first year teaching AP Spanish Literature.

Today: 21/29 of my students took the AP test, and I submitted my final component for the National Board Certification.

I was stressing about both tests for the past few months and now that it's finally done I'm so psyched and proud at the effort that was put into both accomplishments from all of us. I won't know the scores until the summer (for them), and December (for me) but it was such hard work that I'm happy and impressed regardless of the score. I will cry like a baby if I fail my component though since I only need a 2 to get certified lmao

I don't really have anyone to talk about this so yeah. In the midst of relationship troubles and weird medical situations this is the current highlight of my year.

:D

I pass the test to operate and maintain air compressors certificate of fitness (A-35). I have gotten my S-12/13, P98/99, and F-01. Im doing this so I can get a job in my city as a building operator engineer. Im going to sign up for the Q-01 refrigeration operating engineer and if I get that ill be legally a licensed engineer. I have school hours and technically meet experience requirments even though the chillers at my workplace are not in service.

The job I have now is limiting because of that so that is why im working to be able to jump ship. I want to have the title of engineer and it actually having legal weight in my city.

I went back to school after 6 years away, I was really nervous and wondered if I was smart enough to even be in college. I started with just one class, which I really enjoyed, and ended with a 95%! Even after the canvas hacking fiasco!

I went down all the way to mild in part to moving out, lots of therapy, and regularly taking my meds. I also feel super fulfilled, I'm in college learning about something that I love (psychology! My love, psychology) and also live independently! I feel so good most days that I can effectively clean and also do homework, which is like, the first time this has been like this in years.

Over all I feel so proud of myself and I'm so happy. Sometimes I wonder why I never took the steps to improve before, but I'm so glad I did.

Mazeltov!

23 and been deathly afraid of swallowing pills my whole life. Luckily, never been in a situation they've been required, except last year when I was getting my wisdom teeth taken out. I practiced swallowing tiny mints and the worked up to cheerios and smarties, thinking I would need to take pain pills after the procedure. It was a big win last year getting over that.

The wisdom tooth pain ended up being minor so didn't take pain pills for that. But this week I was reading on benefits of omega-3s and got some supplements. Open the container to find those MASSIVE grandma pills.

At first I was just gonna chew it, but then I decided to try and swallow it last night. Took 4 tries but I got it down! This morning, I took another and it took two tries!

The exhilaration I feel after facing a fear I've had my whole life, on top of the world right now 🙏

A “congrats like im five” post for a five year old little dude!

At the very beginning of kindergarten (two days in), my son broke his leg in two different spots. One minute we were excited about this year of school, making new friends, and all of the little milestones that come with growing up, and the next minute everything changed.

It was such a hard time for him. He was in pain, frustrated, scared, and suddenly couldn’t do all the things little kids want to do. Watching other kids run around while he struggled was heartbreaking for both him and us (his parents). As his parents, we did our best to stay positive for him, but honestly it was exhausting and emotional for all of us.

There were doctor appointments, long days, tears, setbacks, and so many moments where we worried about how the year would go for him socially and emotionally. Kindergarten is already such a huge adjustment, and he had to start it carrying something so much heavier than a backpack.

But we got through it.

Slowly he healed. He made friends, he learned how to write, he started getting excited about going to school again. And even after everything he went through, he never lost his light. Once his leg healed, he went right back to making his classmates laugh every day and filling every room with his silly little personality. He stayed bright and joyful through one of the hardest things a five year old can go through.

Tomorrow he graduates kindergarten with a perfectly healed tibia and fibula.

The school year started for him in a wheelchair from a knee-high cast and tomorrow we get to watch him walk across that stage.

I know kindergarten graduation might seem small to some people, but after the year we had, this feels enormous. I’m so unbelievably proud of him. This year showed me how resilient little kids can be, and how strong my son already is.

We’re working on learning to read but struggling with dyslexia - anyways, I’d love if people congratulated him in the comments and I can read them to him.

Today is my last day doing fentanyl. I've been using it since 2018. I won't be going cold turkey, I will be using my Xanax & my Paxil to help. It'll be hard because I recently have a toothache x I occasionally have pain in my pelvis specifically in my tubes that trickles down to my thighs. I'm scared but I'm super excited to get this chapter behind me. After 3 overdoses I know it's no or never.

I have pretty good dental health, fortunately I've never had a filling or anything but I did have some tartar between my teeth that I was becoming self conscious about. Despite hating the way it looked I was still scared to go because I was worried about how gappy my teeth would look after. I'd also heard it could be quite painful too. However, I went today and I couldn't be happier with the results. Feeling proud of myself

Yaaaaay!

He's 7 months old, he's a mask and mantle tuxedo domestic short hair, and his name is Reggie ^_^

I'm happy I'm in a stage in my life where I can take care of animals again, bc for the longest time I was NOT. My mental health wouldn't allow it. The meds were woopin my butt.

Ugh. I'm so disgustingly excited lol

Half a year ago I was a total beginner (A1). I expected it to take years to reach an intermediate level, but here I am at B2.

To be fair, my speaking is still a bit shaky and needs a lot of work, but I’m incredibly proud of the progress I've made without a tutor. Hard work pays off 🎉

I realized I only have a few people to scream about this to, but I’m REALLY excited, so here I am.

For years and years I put off getting my DNA tested out of anxiety. As a mixed race kid, I grew up struggling with identity, like many of us do. I knew about my white side well, but didn’t even know my father’s name, and the mystery scared me.

The older I got, the more curious I got as my appreciation for my ancestors and culture grew. I got my results back today, and aside from my very well researched white side, I found out I am *very* Nigerian!

Having confirmation is absolutely amazing. Not that I didn’t feel valid as a mixed race person at this point in my life, but knowing where I came from, how many generations back my family ended up in America, knowing where that side of my family lived and dispersed since arriving, so cool!!!!

I’m feeling proud of myself for finally doing the test. When the results came in, I was SHAKING! I’m over the moon and have much research to do.

My gallery was full of the most random screenshots from 5 years ago.

I kept telling myself they were important, but most of them were just receipts, schedules and other things i forgot about.

Deleted a bunch today, felt nice. 😁

I have absolutely no idea how I did that but omg

First semester: 3.6 gpa

Second semester: 3.75 gpa

Proud of myself :)