I don’t think I would believe myself if I were able to tell myself from one year ago, that I would actually be happy. It’s not even a “yeah I’m in a better place than before” kind of happy (although I definitely am). But I am genuinely happy. I wouldn’t say that everything is the best it could be, but it definitely has me looking through a more positive perspective.
This year, I quit my job. My extremely toxic, degrading job - one where I really felt like it would be the last straw to break me. Except it didn’t. I thrived. I got through school while navigating that monstrosity. I passed my boards, even though the “LeAduRshiP” did a fantastic job of making me feel stupid. And I got hired at one of the happiest workplaces I’ve ever been. And honestly, I didn’t think that I would be working in a women’s clinic with all women staff. There is something so empowering about it.
So if I could go back and tell myself something, I would say to keep sticking it out, because the bridges we’re about to burn are going to light the way to something even better.
>:)