started a new series for the month! here are the first 3 days
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day 1
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DX0Y7YSz0fv/?igsh=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ==
i’m ready to spill the tea with you 😉
“this job is sucking my soul” 💔💔💔
have you muttered this phrase before? whispering under your breath after a tough patient 🥵, screaming in the car before 🥴 and/or after your shift 😖, or too numb to even cry as you’re trying to fall asleep 😫?
i’ve been there 🫂
this month, i’ll be sharing the reality of what it was like for me. how i crashed out hard, lost people/hobbies/ideas/identities/goals/desires that i thought were central to who i am, and ultimately am so thankful that i finally pulled the trigger on LEAVING a career i worked so hard for. i’m getting to know and BE myself. i wouldn’t trade this for anything 🥹
leaving may not be for everyone. but if you’re contemplating a big life transition, my intention is to share my fumbles and triumphs – in the hopes that something insightful may serve you as you walk your own unique path
with that, i present to you – surprising and relieving lessons ~1 year after leaving my pharmacist job. day 1 of 31, here we gooo…
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day 2
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DX2xUTETKK6/?igsh=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ==
“everyone else seems to be doing this. how are they doing it? can i really be happy at a job and in the suburbs? i just… yaknow what. i can do this. i can make it. i have that trip to look forward to! and i’ll treat myself to a massage. i deserve it, damn it! yeah, that’s exactly what i need. that’ll make me feel better”
have you thought this too?
you’re not alone 🫂
i’m so grateful for the people who covered for me when i called out sick. and for the generous sabbatical i was granted. i thought i’d be okay after. but now that i’ve been out of that world for almost a year, i can see – while i THOUGHT i was earnestly putting on duct tape to fix a leaky bucket, i was actually on a sinking ship. no amount of massages, or naps, or travel would have ever gotten to the root
now i know what breathing with full lung capacity feels like 🥹✨ i’m so proud of myself for giving ME this gift 🥰
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day 3
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DX4nnE7zSj_/?igsh=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ==
have you done math trying to make yourself feel better, only for the answer to be even more disappointing and gut wrenching than you thought it’d be? “it’s already may! see, the years go by SO fast. and they go by even faster the older you get. i can do this… just keep going… one day at a time…”
i know those mental gymnastics all too well 🫂 you’re not alone
i was 34 when i started my sabbatical. 35 when i left my pharmacist job. crashed out pretty hard and thrashed around a lot (we’ll get to it 😅 it’s pretty entertaining now looking back 😂 but maaan was it rough while i was going through it). at 36 i am so damn proud of myself for doing something that i didn’t have the strength (?), courage (?), and/or faith (?) to do at 18 – i am listening to MYSELF. i am trusting life 🥹✨
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