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Closer to Recovery Part II

I received a marketing internship with a nonprofit organization that helps children medically on an international level. My assignment today was to create a flyer for an upcoming event. The flyer is a registration form for the event. I am very excited about my new job and projects. I will work three days a week, and no more than 25 hours, so that it is not overwhelming. Some of my projects include updating the website, writing press releases, and data entry for new and existing sponsors/donors. This is a great opportunity to build my portfolio and to make lasting professional relationships. Doing this internship shows tremendous recovery, because I have not worked since my psychotic break. Now I am back doing the things I used to do before I got sick, and it feels great!

Comments

Laura said…
That's wonderful news! You must feel so good about this and it's an inspiration to others who wonder if it's possible to ever reach recovery.
Chris said…
Hi Ashley,

Congrats on your new job!

By the way, I link to your blog in the Blog Roll on my personal blog, christinabruni.blogspot.com. You should be getting even more readers here, via that link.

Good luck!

Regards,
Chris
Anonymous said…
congratulations on the internship! :) that's great news.xxx
I am very proud of you. You are making great strides. Your optimism shows me that my brother may one day have the same attitude towards recovery. You sound like a very strong individual!

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