Make The Move
If you’re feeling stuck, it’s time to make a move. Big or small. You gotta move.
At my previous job, I grew incredibly miserable for a lot of reasons that I won’t go into. But in short, I worked there happily for about a year in a town I loved, then they called a meeting and dropped a bombshell on us on some idle Tuesday. Under new management, we were relocating. I stuck it out for a year, but the bottom line was I couldn’t stay there, both at the job and in that new city.
I was tired of coming home from work to cry. I was tired of going to bed every night already fantasizing about getting in bed the following night. I was tired of waking up every morning 10 minutes before I absolutely had to leave without being late. I was tired of venting about work. I was tired of being walked all over, while at the same time also feeling invisible.
So, I made a move. I finally put in my notice at work at the end of July (I had wanted to leave since February), even though I had no apartment (I was moving to Lancaster to be with my boyfriend), and no job - not even a hopeful interview (comforting). Then my dog died while she was staying with me in the beginning of August. Granted, I was already starting to pack at that point, but that was my final straw.
Roxy died on a Sunday night, I took Monday off work, then went in to the office on Tuesday. You can imagine how low I was feeling and how done I was. Sitting at my desk holding back tears, I got a text from Jake: he found the most perfect apartment. Technically, someone (my future landlord) reached out to him saying I had dibs since he knew I was looking. Jake went to look at it for me that night, sent me pictures, and I sent the security deposit. Done and done. One weight lifted.
I focused on the move and didn't stress about a job...*too much. Sure, I was looking, but my mom always tells me, "One day at a time." Plus, I'm not above working in a brewery or restaurant for a little while if I have to. I got settled in and then for my first week in my new city in my adorable apartment, I scoured the internet for jobs. After five days, I reached out to a home decor and gift company that didn't even have a job opening posted online that I'd like, but they offered me a job doing exactly what I wanted to do. Ironically, I reached out to them as they were creating a brand new Content Writer position, so during my interview we joked if I found them or if they found me. I went in to interview the next day, a Thursday, and was officially employed by Friday. Done and done. Second weight lifted, and I was all set.
Now, I know I played a little bit of risk with all of this, but it worked out. I was definitely holding my breath at times, terrified of the logistics, but sometimes that's necessary to make a positive, proactive change in your life.
So, if you're like I was and you can't stand another day staying where you're at, here's my advice as someone who's been there:
Never settle. If a situation becomes toxic and impedes your growth and happiness, for Pete's sake leave. Just get up and walk away, plan or no plan. When I quit my job, I had no idea how I'd afford my apartment in Lancaster. Technically, I didn't even have an apartment. Nothing is worth the cost of your overall well-being, personally and/or professionally. You'll be way better off removed from it. I kept thinking to myself through my misery, “Anything would be better than staying here.” It’s true.
Risks are almost always worth it. Unless you've invested a ton of money in something and could lose it all or seriously put a detriment on your life, take them. I consider myself a pretty practical person because I always think a few steps ahead. Plus, I worry too much in general. This life transition terrified me because I was thinking and looking ahead, which was one giant question mark. I was worried I'd make the jump, move to a new place, wouldn't find a job, and then run out of money and be screwed. Without health and dental insurance. What if my wisdom teeth decided to come in? But I did it anyway and it was one of the best decisions I've made. You just have to do it. Make a move. People called me brave, but I just saw it as necessary.
Be like Daenerys - break the damn wheel. Forget everything you thought you knew about applying to jobs. Job engines actually suck, so don’t waste your time and energy. Instead, research good companies to work for and reach out to them directly. You never know what positions they might have available that aren't online. I'd know. Send a brief but witty email to get and hold their attention; introduce yourself and express interest. Put a * thingy at the beginning of the subject line so your email stands out in their inbox. Write something like “*Future Job Interest” or "*Any Freelance Gigs At Fig?" Just kidding. Don't write that. I did, though. Anyway, the good news is almost every company I emailed got back to me. I can't say that about the jobs I applied to the "traditional" way. Be more proactive than just scrolling through job sites that will lead you nowhere.
Have some good ole fashioned faith. I'm a realist, but also a believer. It takes hard work, but it also takes some faith. Don't stress too much because it will work out. It always does, however it's meant to, and be grateful when it does.
The biggest takeaway; appreciate your support system. Don't take anyone you have close to you in your life for granted. You'll need them when times get hard and they'll be there for you, just as you should be there for them. They’ll believe in you when you don’t. Trust me when I say you'll need them.
Now go and be free! Fly fly! Make the move! Wisely! :)