Hello
I don't entirely know what I'm doing, or meant to be doing but I felt the need to start this blog. As a way to try and rationalize where I am in my life and the fact that I am starting over, again.
I recently left my job after much debate and deliberation with myself. It was a decision however that had to be made. For my own sanity and wellbeing. I as grossly unhappy and out of sorts and the only way I saw to reclaim my life was to leave that environment (much to my mother's disdain). I made sure all my debts were paid so that I don't have the stress and burden in my unemployed life. It was never a daunting feeling. I kept waiting for the urge to change my mind but instead I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. I was breathing again. I hadn't been able to breathe in months. I just moved around with my breath held in, choking and stumbling through it. |Hoping not to die.
Its been 3 full months and although I get a little scared sometimes, I am generally happy. I suppose we have been conditioned to think that we cant survive without a monthly income, and I'm sure if the opportunity presented itself I would go back to the rat race of 8 - 5. But I think now I would go back with conviction and self worth. Knowing that I wasn't willing to settle for second best. I know that for me to be happy, I cannot just be ok, I need the best. For me.
Right now I'm in my nieces room, in the middle of the Hertfordshire countryside. Its a far cry from the hustle and bustle of the city which I love so much. I wasn't made to live in the country. I bought a plane ticket to come and see my sister, Wendy. She was the one who actually got me out the rut of my job by telling me I can come and join her in the UK, at her clinic. Not much work has started, but I'm eager to see what's in store. Its a hiatus from my life back home and a much welcomed break.
So this is it. This is me starting over. oh, and the name of the blog? Old Girly? I'm not getting any younger but I'll always be a girl at heart. One of my friends calls me girly, so it just fit.
Welcome.
I recently left my job after much debate and deliberation with myself. It was a decision however that had to be made. For my own sanity and wellbeing. I as grossly unhappy and out of sorts and the only way I saw to reclaim my life was to leave that environment (much to my mother's disdain). I made sure all my debts were paid so that I don't have the stress and burden in my unemployed life. It was never a daunting feeling. I kept waiting for the urge to change my mind but instead I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. I was breathing again. I hadn't been able to breathe in months. I just moved around with my breath held in, choking and stumbling through it. |Hoping not to die.
Its been 3 full months and although I get a little scared sometimes, I am generally happy. I suppose we have been conditioned to think that we cant survive without a monthly income, and I'm sure if the opportunity presented itself I would go back to the rat race of 8 - 5. But I think now I would go back with conviction and self worth. Knowing that I wasn't willing to settle for second best. I know that for me to be happy, I cannot just be ok, I need the best. For me.
Right now I'm in my nieces room, in the middle of the Hertfordshire countryside. Its a far cry from the hustle and bustle of the city which I love so much. I wasn't made to live in the country. I bought a plane ticket to come and see my sister, Wendy. She was the one who actually got me out the rut of my job by telling me I can come and join her in the UK, at her clinic. Not much work has started, but I'm eager to see what's in store. Its a hiatus from my life back home and a much welcomed break.
So this is it. This is me starting over. oh, and the name of the blog? Old Girly? I'm not getting any younger but I'll always be a girl at heart. One of my friends calls me girly, so it just fit.
Welcome.
LOVE IT!!! You are going to do great things regardless of the path you choose! 😙
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