Do you know what it feels to be stuck in a job you hate? Well, I do! Sunday nights left me wishing for a time machine so I could just relive the weekend again. And when Monday morning came creeping into my bedroom I just wanted to wrap myself up like a burrito in my duvet and tell it where to shove it.
It all started when I found a job in retail soon after completing my journalism course. I needed the money and I knew it wouldn’t be forever. I was pretty content for the first year, the money was decent and I didn’t mind stocking shelves and helping out the (polite) customers.
Hitting the bottom
But from then onwards it felt like a downward spiral to me and I started to detest my job. I became fed up of the early starts. Waking up at 5am, downing my cereal and rushing out of the door for 6am to then start my shift at 6:30 until 1pm. I became bored of the mind-numbing routine, every day was exactly the same.
My friends would tell me how lucky I was to start and finish early, but I was far from lucky. I never had the rest of the day to myself to apply for jobs to kick-start my career as I was too exhausted. Plus seeing all the other people who was on my course progressing in theirs would make me feel worse. I would get in, eat my lunch and nap (for too long.) I was picking up bad habits and becoming a tad depressed.
I knew I had to take a leap and just leave as it was making me unhappy, and my family could also see I was unhappy…so I did. I handed in my notice and soon after I found an internship at an online magazine.
Turning it around
Since then I’ve had 8 job interviews in 8 months, while I was working in the store I had 0. I knew all along it was holding me back from moving forward with my career goals.
I am now an Editorial Intern at CGD and haven’t looked back since, but I knew I should have left sooner. The fear of being without income meant having my independence stripped for me. I’ve always earned my own money, this was the main reason I was too scared to leave even though it made me depressed. Remember, happiness and health is way more important than money.
I am grateful that I have a supportive family and partner who gave me a kick in the butt, if it weren’t for them I’m not sure where I would be working now.
I completely understand that many people aren’t in the position to just tell their boss where to go and storm out with their heads held high. If you can’t leave then seek another job before you end up loathing it to the point where it’s bringing you down. Go with your gut.
There is light at the end of the tunnel, whether you leap with or without a plan B, it’s never too late!