The next chapter..

Yesterday, after over nine years, I left my ‘day job’ for the final time. It was an amazing day spent with colleagues who have become my best friends, sharing memories, photos, and some beautiful gifts. I sometimes struggle to articulate my emotions, and yesterday was no different. I think it was mainly nerves rather than sadness! Leaving the familiarity of my job fills me with quite a lot of anxiety.

I’ve given myself a long weekend before I move onto the next chapter. I (finally) start my Masters at the University of Stirling this coming Monday. I’ve attended some welcome and induction events already and so far I’ve had a stellar impression of the place. The staff have been so welcoming and accommodating, and I’m so excited to get started on what will be a busy and intense nine months of work.

I’ve lived in Dundee for over ten years now; I’ve completed two degrees, met loads of people, things have come and gone, but the one constant over the entire time has been my job. It feels really strange to leave that, and I’ve debated in my head whether I’m really making the right choice. Most of those debates happened after I’d handed in my resignation notice, which wasn’t terribly helpful, but I’m confident that I have made a difficult choice, but the right one. I’d consider myself one of the least selfish people around, so making a decision that was all about my own career development was quite difficult for me. But hey, I did it, and here’s to the next chapter 🥂 .