A year ago
I doubted whether writing down about this would be a good idea, or better just to let it pass. I decided to write about it one last time.
A year ago, I decided to resign from what would be my last formal job, back then in 2023 I suffered burnout as a consequence of the stress and anxiety mostly from my job and my agitated routine.
In the beginning, I had a couple of weeks to think about it, over the days the doubts and insecurities rounded my head, and I had many thoughts of regrets and ideas that made me feel doubtful about the decision I was taking.
Truth be told, I was tired, and I needed a deep breath far away from that environment, I decided to say goodbye and retake my career from scratch again.
It hasn't been easy, there were many days when I regretted my judgment, and others made me wonder about my career and life. Thoughts can be a double-edge-sword if you can't handle them accurately.
Although these bad days, I enjoyed being in my home and retaking control of my life, spending time with my family, pets, and friends healed my soul. Also, I've seen my nephew growing up and sharing the day-to-day routine with us, a priceless gift.
Anyway, here I am, writing about what was supposed to be a good decision. I don't know. I'll take distance about it, a closed chapter. Now I am focused on building my career, although it seems to be uphill many days.
And even though I don't believe returning there can be a bad idea due to the current circumstances, now it seems my career is taking another direction. Who knows where I will be in the next year? Life can be unpredictable sometimes.
S.
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