Mr. McCoy had a degree in environmental
science. He'd tried to get a job on the mountain, but he ended up
working at the unemployment office. He had spent three years
volunteering in park though and didn't seem to think too much of the
questions I'd asked him.
I'm definitely planning on talking to
him again, about the mountain and a few other things.
We eventually did get down to business.
He had a thick packet of resources I could use. Resources I wish I'd
thought to utilize whenever I was living in San Antonio. Back then, I
either had the resources to do something or I didn't. I never
considered getting help moving forward with my life, then getting to
the point where I didn't need help. Just doing everything full-bore
instantly had been my approach.
He was insistent that I use those
resources. Really insistent because even though I know they're
a good idea to use, even though I know it's that reluctance that got
me here, even though I know people want to help, it's still so hard
for me to ask for help.
Eventually, the time came for my
job interview and I had to go.
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