The
start of the year has been a breath of fresh air for her. The whole ‘new year,
new me’ thing finally seems to be falling right into the place. She’s been
feeling incredible and ends each day with a sense of satisfaction. It’s like
she’s regaining her strength back and, after a really (really) long time, she’s
feeling like her true self again.
On
January 20, she’s officially working for the best employer she’s ever had. A boss
treats her like a person; appreciates her work, values her contribution, and supports
her growth. It’s still hard to believe that he asked for her opinion and took
it seriously. She’s never felt so heard before. Even now, she feels emotional
recalling it as she writes.
However,
the new job feels like a double-edged sword to her. On the one hand, she’s
genuinely grateful and loves it. But there’s this lingering anxiety, having a
job means losing the privilege she used to have. It’s like playing Call of Duty
every single day and getting exclusive free skins every two weeks, but then one
day you decided to join the military and realized you can’t bring all the
gaming setup to bootcamp. At least it’d only be 13 weeks if it was Marine
bootcamp, but this one could last a lifetime. The idea of letting go of what
she once had is terrifying.
She
just hopes things go smoothly and that the job sticks as long as possible; she
wants to see the tech startup grow bigger and be a part of it. And for next
month, she plans to swim and crochet more. And hopefully La Palma is going to
wrap up soon so she can finally start watching it.
