The year is 2017 – I was sort of depressed and unemployed, turned to dramas and thanked God for it. But mostly insecure I wasn’t being hired for almost 8 months. Thoughts swirling in my head was – maybe I wasn’t good enough?

Skip to 2018 – Got a job in March. With a newfound confidence in myself, I marched through this new/first job with the promise that I will work hard and learn a lot. I ended that year in tears still, because I had a hard time adjusting and learning despite my hard work. I remember crying, as if on cue, every Sunday evening dreading for the Monday to come.

2019 – I think I was okay. I had adjusted, but work still piled on. I was learning and growing a lot, but even still, new tasks meant I had been thrown off the sea without any knowledge of how to swim. At the same time, I had been close with a couple of friends who were going through the same experiences I had and found comfort in that. If the stress made me want to leave, my friends and my love for them pushed me to stay.

Now is Feb 2020 – I’ve decided I’ve had enough. There’s only too much toxicity that my heart can handle. So I have finally left my job to pursue another track closer to my heart. My friends are happy for me – in their words: We love you so much, we’re letting you go! I have 3 more weeks here to complete my 30-day required transition, but my heart is optimistic for this new chapter I’m embarking in life. Here’s to 2020.

Love, February

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