It’s been two weeks since I submitted my resignation letter and I’m currently unemployed, at least for the next two weeks. It took me awhile to write this down because my thoughts and emotions have been all over the place. I’ve been crying a lot since resigning. I even cried right after talking to my boss about the resignation. You might think that I’m being a little too dramatic here, but I’m leaving an industry that I’ve been in for nearly a decade.
It honestly feels like I’m going through a breakup. It’s as if I’ve been in a toxic relationship and it took me so long to muster up the courage to leave. Over the years, I kept on telling myself to just keep on going and hold on a little longer cause my big break will come too. Eventually, I got burnt out from trying and trying.
I used to be so promising when I first entered this industry. I was full of motivation and eagerness to learn everything that I could. But it feels like I was put in the back burner for so long that I became stagnant and just aimed at getting by. This of course affected my confidence. At some point, I felt stupid— like I’ve already reached my limits and have nothing more to offer.
So why am I still mourning the loss of something that was toxic? I guess I’m still decompressing from all the stress, self-doubt and pressure I’ve been feeling for so long. Also, part of me feels like I’ve failed myself in a way since I haven’t really achieved much in my career. I still need to get over these feelings. I still need time to heal.
But just to make it clear, I don’t regret entering the industry. Being a journalist did open me up to a lot of experiences and adventures. It’s just that my time in the industry has run out and there’s no more room for me here to grow. Staying where I was will not do me any good.
I’m both excited and nervous of starting a new chapter in my career. While I don’t know if this is the right step to take, it’s better for me to try something new instead of just being unhappy. I hope I find my sparkle back.