30 years old and out of a job…What the hell do I do next?

Getting let go from my job was not on my 2024 bingo card…but it happened and here we are.

For the past 3 days I’ve been trying to process this newfound freedom in life, and by “trying to process” I mean I’ve been crying. A lot. I’m technically not unemployed since I still do help my parents run the restaurant they own, but the pay is not consistent, my bills sure are pretty consistent though.

So here I am, the ability to change my life course, the freedom to change the direction I’m headed but why does it feel so scary? The fear of failure and uncertainty has been overwhelming to say the least. My imposter syndrome is through the roof. Little negative comments that people have told me over the years constantly floating in my head.

Maybe it’s time to get back to my roots. Writing, photography and simply creating. Creating art, telling stories and documenting life. My friends have been really helpful the last few days. Keeping me sane and reminding me that I’m loved. Reminding me that I’m much more than my last job, my lost job.

I’m choosing to surround myself with people to bring out the best in me. People who don’t belittle my talents or make me feel like I’m not good enough.

I can’t wait to keep sharing my life, thoughts and talents with all of you who care enough to read this. Till then, I’ll be finishing up my current read, Funny Story by Emily Henry.