Unemployment, what can I say, the word its self creates fear and
unease.
In late February of this year, I was eagerly
awaiting my internship to begin and still unsure how I was going to manage
working full time in a high stress job and interning as an addiction counselor.
Truth is I did not want to work and do my
internship,
I was miserable at my job, I dreaded Monday
on Thursday. I believe I was miserable because I knew it was not where I was supposed
to be.
So, the week my internship was to start, I
was laid off from my job, although I was in shock for a week or so, I knew I was
going to be taken care of because I was meant to get the most out of this internship.
It has been 10 weeks and working at an
agency that helps women with addiction and homelessness has been the most
rewarding experience. I teach these women life skills that they my
otherwise not had, such as self esteem and self worth.
After doing this internship, I have realized that I cannot go back
to the work I was doing before.
That realization is big, because doing what is familiar, is safe,
holding on to the belief and faith that I will be in the right place and time
for a new job in the human services field is drastically different from my
inherent way of taking the safe path.
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