Today marked my first anniversary at my place of work.
It’s be an incredibly fast yet at the same time feels like an incredibly long year. I have learned a great deal, make a good reputation for myself and proved to myself that I am capable of more than I believed I could achieve.
I was new to many aspects of the role but also very experienced in others. My previous experience has really helped in certain areas, and has allowed me opportunities to learn more skills. I am a team of one – I have a manager who doesn’t have much of an input in my work – and I am allowed the freedom of flexibility which is a god-send with my family circumstances (my mum and sister have disabilities, my brother and sister have kids etc. Helps to be able to work from their house or from home from time to time – things like that.)
There have been highs and lows to that. The highs being that I am my own boss in a sense; my clients see my as the face of the project and I have taken on a lot of responsibility with the role. The lows are that I have little to no support when I have desperately needed it. But – on the flip side – I have proved I can cope under pressure, whilst meeting task requirements and deadlines. This is reflected in the decision my work made to give me a wage increase just 7 months into my first year. I feel I have made great progress and have built up a good name for myself with people.
But overall, the best part of my job is the people. I work as a coordinator and recruiter in medical education. I recruit actors for courses, exams, teaching sessions etc. and can be managing up to 500 individual bookings at any one time at our busiest periods. I have got to know them, one of them has become one of my dearest friends and confidante. He was doing my job temporarily before I came into it, and at times I felt I couldn’t cope, he was at the other end of the phone telling me what I was doing was appreciated and important. He had been in my position – and I can’t put into words how difficult it is to work in a job where there is very, very little support when needed. You can feel like you’re drowning in deadlines and paperwork – but I saw it through, and I turned it into my own.
I have made a great number of connections and friendships and I really do love my job. The people I work with make it all worthwhile – for the first time, I’m actually respected. I walk into a hall full of our clients and they all know my name and come to shake my hand or give me a hug. It’s lovely – really lovely. And for my manager, who is socially awkward and finds talking to people difficult, I think he appreciates my openness and easy way of connecting and talking to people. It means he doesn’t have to worry as much about guiding me through it, and can let me get on with my job with ease.
So, it’s been a really good week. Busy – but full of celebration for my birthday and also my first milestone. I’m actually very happy in my life – for the first time in what seems like a really long time. I’ve been quite unlucky in my jobs previously; something always seems to have gone wrong. But with this, I feel like I found my perfect role. Something I’m passionate about, that I’m skilled at and have picked up and turned into my own. I’ve always been unhappy about something in my life – be it work, college, family, money… but I feel stable and secure. And for me, that’s what I feel I should be celebrating. My personal journey to being happy finally. I’m celebrating my ability to leave a bad job, scared and unsure of entering a new job and taking on the challenges that came with that role. I made that choice for myself, and it turned out to be the best thing I ever did.
Here’s to hopefully more years of the same!