Getting Back Up Again After Failing

For once in my life I’ve felt comfortable in my situation even though I’m about as far from settled as one could be.

I recently took on a role working as a business developer for an interior design company, an exciting new challenge or so I first thought. As you may or may not know, I have a growing love for interior design and in order to follow my passion I decided to find an entry route into the industry by getting in contact with a local company who actually took an interest in my application. Upon starting, I realised it wasn’t what I was after.

A week of excuses, of telling myself that this was the job for me, I realised that I wasn’t suitable for the position and resigned, returning to my old job at a scrutinised retail base near my home town. Returning to familiarity.

Of course, I was disheartened. I had just taken a massive leap of faith and it hadn’t worked out the way I wanted it to. I wasn’t about to put unwanted hours into a company that had sent me home in tears because I wasn’t power hungry enough or driven by sales targets. Instead, I’ve taken a step backwards into a role I am comfortable maintaining while I expand my savings and work on my writing.

I’ve realised that this is what I value from life, the opportunity to grow and experience as much as I can. Although I may be coming up for my quarter century on this planet and I haven’t achieved much in the way of a career, I have achieved so much more in the way of experience and personal growth. Money and career can only take you so far in life, experience will carry you the rest of the way.

It’s taken a long time to write anything I’ve thought to be of value because of the chaotic nature of my experiences this past year or so but it’s days like today, when I find myself in between jobs, that I really feel oddly hopeful and inspired.

I’ve taken a breath and now I’m ready to dive back in, not with tri-weekly posts like before but with more thoughtful and inspiring content.

I hope you will join me in my musings, laugh with me at my terrible experiences, such as the time I embarrassed myself in a bar in Brighton, or learn from my (endearingly idiotic) mistakes.

See you next time.

Kirsty x


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