Begin Again: Finding a New Purpose in Life
I loved my job.
I use to joke with people that the only way I would leave my job is if I was carried out on a stretcher with a sheet over my head. Every day, I looked forward to going to work. I did extra projects, received praise and promotions, and put everything I had into making my workplace the best it could be. I didn’t bother keeping an updated resume, because I knew that one day I would retire from that job.
Then I got a new boss.
The short story is that my boss quickly became my bully, turning that dream job into a nightmare job until one day, my job was yanked away from me. Devastation is not a strong enough word to describe all the emotions I had in those weeks right when it happened. I struggled to find my way. Suddenly, I was no longer a happy, confident person. I was scared and unsure of myself. I felt like I had lost my identity.
I started a new job that I didn’t enjoy, but I needed something that paid the bills and supplied health insurance for my family. I longed for my old job, my old routine. I hated the drudgery of my new reality.
One day, I ran into a person from my old workplace. During the course of our conversation, she remarked that it was “too bad I was no longer in my field.”