These are the confessions from someone who is arguably addicted to her career. I call this post “Confessions of a sellout – I mean career woman – also known as a workaholic.” And this blog post will also explain why I’ve been MIA lately.
A couple of my close friends spent the majority of last year on maternity leave. While I was at work, I often received text messages and Facebook posts about the joys of parenthood. Their happiness inspired me to think about having a baby.
No, seriously though. Hearing about my friends enjoying mat leave, relishing in family-hood and finding a life purpose more meaningful than material gain really got me thinking. There’s got to be more to life than climbing the corporate ladder.
So I started 2013 with the idea that I wouldn’t go past the first quarter stuck in the same rut with my career and lack of work life balance.
Just as I mustered up the courage to walk away from the only lifestyle I’ve ever known (a lifestyle where working late was normal, skipping lunch was an everyday occurrence and work dreams disrupted my sleep), suddenly my new found life aspirations came to a crashing end.
Because I sold out.
I sold out for a big promotion, a big raise, and executive respect I never thought I’d ever receive.
Sure, part of me is disappointed in myself for selling out, especially since it took me months to gain the courage to walk away. And I’m sure some of my friends who’ve been rooting for me are disappointed as well.
But on the same token, a big part of me is pretty effing proud of myself for everything I’ve achieved (and still achieving) in my career.
My first marketing gig came at the age of 19 where I started out as a Marketing Coordinator. Most people would call it dumb luck that I would land an office job at such a young age. But the 10 years that followed were full of hard work proving that I wasn’t just some kid who got lucky.
Since then, I’ve worked my way up. I’ve always been known to work longer and push harder than everyone else because I always felt I had to earn people’s respect. Since I was usually the youngest kid in the office, I always felt I had to prove myself to people.
And I guess it’s finally paid off.
Just when I thought I’d reach my career peak and was ready to “take a break,” turns out I was wrong when another opportunity surfaced that I just couldn’t turn down.
So the goals I set out to achieve when I started this year have detoured slightly. It’s not to say that I’ll never give up career insanity for a domestic lifestyle. But the time isn’t now.
Career-wise, this is just something I have to do.
For those of you wondering why I’ve been missing in action from my blog lately, it’s because the last couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of emotions. But now I’m back on track and ready to keep blogging about life, love, relationships, career and other random crap.
Missed you guys.