A year ago today, I turned 30 and I had my final interview at the job that I eventually took and then quit.
I also went to see Conan O’Brien at the Beacon. It was a really good day. I got my formal offer two days later, while I was on my way to Florida on a work trip.
It’s easy to get upset, to blame myself for leaving my old job, quitting my new job, not being able to magically foresee all the personality and structural problems that led to quitting.
But I am not going to. In yoga, sometimes my teachers will talk about challenges “teaching” you about yourself. Mean and rude people are your teachers just as much as nice people are. I agree. In the past year, I have learned so much about myself, what I want, what I care about, and what I will fight for. I deserve a job that is engaging and challenging and I want that job to offer health insurance and a 401K. I deserve a boss who treats me with respect and from whom I can learn.
I have learned a lot, and I am ready to apply what I have learned. I am so much happier than I was a year ago. I am frustrated, for sure, but I am not continually beating myself up, feeling sad and lost, confused about my goals and my abilities.
So that’s basically my deal. I got so many nice messages already today, and so many nice presents from my family. There are drinks tomorrow with many wonderful friends. I am so lucky.