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As background, I just graduated university with a dual major, dual minor (graduating with high honors), while holding down some jobs on campus, while dealing with a chronic illness- and now I realize a lot of my mental health trouble is PTSD. The diagnosis was a relief.
I am currently working as an intern, which will run out in a few weeks. The past few weeks have been rough (physically and mentally) and I slipped up in work. I wasn't able to complete an assignment, which put my supervisor in a tough position. Our conversation was more like her teaching me "this is how you should act in this situation in the workplace," as she knows it's my first job. She said that if it were a real job, I would have been in a lot more trouble. I was proud though and took it in stride and didn't beat myself up about it. She's super sweet though so I guess I got lucky. In other words, if I were a real employee, I am on the road to being fired. I was holding back tears during my conversation with her as I finally accepted that I can't keep pushing myself on my academic and career goals- it's just NOT gonna happen. School became increasingly more difficult by my senior year it was basically impossible- went from A's to C's, but my grades were high enough in the beginning that I still graduated with honors. I can't imagine ever returning at this point for grad school. I've been ignoring these feelings for quite a number of years, but I finally realized it's time to give in and listen. Perhaps I should note that I am a recovering perfectionist.
It's been building that I am just so done. So done with meetings. So done with office politics. So done with "political correctness." So done with networking. So done with "office etiquette." So done with taking initiative. So done with "projects." So done with teamwork. So done with overachieving. So done with performance evaluations. So done with sitting at a desk. So done with answering to a supervisor. So done with high goals. So done with impressing people. So done with being a go-getter. So done with stress. So done with expectations. So done with the 9-5. I hate it, I honestly hate it. The only thing I enjoy is the friends I've made.
I've been mulling over other options for a bit and finally took the leap and applied for kitchen jobs today. Honestly, it's the first field in my job search that I am actually excited about. I had childhood dreams of being a chef, but was talked out of it because it wasn't a "real" career (abusive home, see CPTSD). But I'm embarrassed about telling people about these- probably minimum wage- jobs because they have such high hopes for me. I could get a glowing reference from probably every past employer and professor and they're rooting for my future because I was such a bright student. I love learning. I love the feel of a university, how you can just smell and feel the learning lol. I love academics, but it doesn't love me. How do I tell references that I'm basically throwing all of that away and doing a complete 180 on my life? How do you deal with accepting less from yourself?
All my fellows interns are furiously job searching to begin their careers with all their lofty goals, and I'm over here like "I want to clean toilets (lol)." I just want a job. I was to just BE. I want a mediocre, but happy life.
I am currently working as an intern, which will run out in a few weeks. The past few weeks have been rough (physically and mentally) and I slipped up in work. I wasn't able to complete an assignment, which put my supervisor in a tough position. Our conversation was more like her teaching me "this is how you should act in this situation in the workplace," as she knows it's my first job. She said that if it were a real job, I would have been in a lot more trouble. I was proud though and took it in stride and didn't beat myself up about it. She's super sweet though so I guess I got lucky. In other words, if I were a real employee, I am on the road to being fired. I was holding back tears during my conversation with her as I finally accepted that I can't keep pushing myself on my academic and career goals- it's just NOT gonna happen. School became increasingly more difficult by my senior year it was basically impossible- went from A's to C's, but my grades were high enough in the beginning that I still graduated with honors. I can't imagine ever returning at this point for grad school. I've been ignoring these feelings for quite a number of years, but I finally realized it's time to give in and listen. Perhaps I should note that I am a recovering perfectionist.
It's been building that I am just so done. So done with meetings. So done with office politics. So done with "political correctness." So done with networking. So done with "office etiquette." So done with taking initiative. So done with "projects." So done with teamwork. So done with overachieving. So done with performance evaluations. So done with sitting at a desk. So done with answering to a supervisor. So done with high goals. So done with impressing people. So done with being a go-getter. So done with stress. So done with expectations. So done with the 9-5. I hate it, I honestly hate it. The only thing I enjoy is the friends I've made.
I've been mulling over other options for a bit and finally took the leap and applied for kitchen jobs today. Honestly, it's the first field in my job search that I am actually excited about. I had childhood dreams of being a chef, but was talked out of it because it wasn't a "real" career (abusive home, see CPTSD). But I'm embarrassed about telling people about these- probably minimum wage- jobs because they have such high hopes for me. I could get a glowing reference from probably every past employer and professor and they're rooting for my future because I was such a bright student. I love learning. I love the feel of a university, how you can just smell and feel the learning lol. I love academics, but it doesn't love me. How do I tell references that I'm basically throwing all of that away and doing a complete 180 on my life? How do you deal with accepting less from yourself?
All my fellows interns are furiously job searching to begin their careers with all their lofty goals, and I'm over here like "I want to clean toilets (lol)." I just want a job. I was to just BE. I want a mediocre, but happy life.