For the past 18 months I have been struggling to find a graduate job. Competition is fierce and employers want the best of the best. My grade limits me a lot, but I also reach out to other ‘normal’ jobs. At the moment I am struggling to pay rent with the wages I earn by working in a petrol station, but, like any normal person, I try and distract myself by fantasising about winning the lottery and what I will do with the winnings and how life will be so much simpler when I’m financially stable. I even fantasise about my writing hitting the big time one day. It’s good to be optimistic but sometimes I border on the delusional side.
Anyway back to the point of this article. I have decided I want a career change so I am waving goodbye to retail and hello to caring/nursing. I will admit I am very nervous about this change but I feel (and my family feels) that I will be good at it. My mind works in mysterious ways and leaves me constantly concerned that I am going to mess up. I just naturally jump to the worst possible conclusions or scenerios. I suppose I’m not the only one, but I know it limits me from reaching my true potential. That’s why I’ve taken the plunge. I’ve left my safety net behind and am deliberately trying something that scares me. It may be a giant risk but it is something I have to do for myself as I will always regret it if I don’t.
One day I hope to make a bigger leap by saving up some money and moving to London for a year. At the moment I’m dreaming about living there but it is something I have thought about and planned for years. Again it’s just money that’s stopping me. And my dog. I can’t take my dog London it’s not fair on him. So for now I will work in care and save. Work on completing my Masters degree and work on my writing portfolio so I will be ready to apply for jobs, when I get to London.