In just a month and a week from now, I'm turning 32. Ten years ago, looking back when I was 22, I was very naive. I just started working, I was just a fresh grad.
That was ten years ago.
Lots had happened to changed me. Did I evolved?
Embarrassingly it is to say, I still do not know what I really wanted, but I decided that knowing what I do not want is the right direction to take.
Take for instance my job.
It IS a job - not a career, not something I look forward to doing. So yesterday, I filed my resignation effective a month from now. Regrets? None.
Of course my mother is against it. It is a nice paying job, and admittedly, because of it, I was able to pay-off two of my seven credit cards. The remaining five I have to pay installment for another year and a half.
But I am not making a mark, I am not stepping up. My official job title is Marketing Communications Manager, but I feel like I'm a run of the mill rank and file employee. I do not have a staff to manage, so the manager part of the title is a lie. I am a one man team. I do the creatives,. I do the planning, I do the execution, I do the implementation. Admittedly, I wasn't able to show what I can really do. I do not have a team to help me.
Is resigning, am I prepared?
Yes.
I will be managing once again my small Events company. I am happy calling my shots. Seeing and doing my events.
And I want to teach.
And continue my MA studies.
And write a novel.
And take care of my birth certificate so I can get a passport, and leave the country, either for pleasure or work.
And exercise.
And do things I can do like go to the mall in the middle of the day, on weekdays!
All these, I want to start doing on the day I reach 32.
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