Using my powers for good... at the Time to Change Village

Photo of James, a Time to Change blogger I've been following Time to Change for just over a year and I've even done some promotional work for the cause at my workplace. I followed quite silently proud to support but unsure how to do more.

An opportunity presented itself in the form of a bit of voluntary work at the Time to Change Village in London as I read through what was required I felt that I just had to share my stories and help by starting conversations to lead to bringing an end to discrimination.

I have always fought in my life, I've always had to. From facing discrimination at my workplace and crying out for understanding to moving into a safe environment of group therapy and onto where I am now in a analytical group.

I fight for what feels right and my powers needed to be used for good so I thought to put my fight into helping this cause as it was noble and true and very much responded to my life and its events.

even though I felt very awkward I opened up...

I was accepted and I toddled off to a training course where I was warmly welcomed and even though I felt very awkward I opened up and took in what was being told and demonstrated to me whilst looking at the people and finding smiles and care. Here I could do some great work I thought.

The day of the village arrived and I was very nervous but yet full of excitement and hope. I arrived at the village with a box of donuts for my group to share as it's always been my way to try and do something nice where I can.

I found myself surrounded by people from all walks of life but with a common shared goal and this filled me up with confidence and I grew slowly and started chatting to the volunteers and passing public alike using some of the tools I have gained through my personal and professional life.

Here I was using my powers for good and i felt like i was shining

Here I was using my powers for good and i felt like i was shining i shared tips and hints with fellow volunteers and found a part of me I thought I was long dead but no it stood strong and bright and I enjoyed doing good and being surrounded by the goodness that is in people.

I stayed beyond my shift through choice as to be honest I didn't want the day to end and I kept talking.

I made friends as the day and even socialised in a new place with new people without fear or anxiety I was strong, deep and real strong; no bravado just me.