HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
I'm officially 23!
I moved out own my own for the first time to follow a job. A job I loved. Within one year I was already pushing into the advertising department and helping on photo-shoots - I even got a raise! It was a newspaper and unfortunately it was closed down. Giving myself and the other staff only a week to readjust our entire lives. It 's a scary thing, being unemployed. For the past 10 years I have always been securely employed. Sometimes with more than one job - then BOOM. Poof. Nothing.
On top of that, I am very close with my family and friends, so moving far away and selling my car also pushed me to be more independent and isolated than I had originally imagined. I was overwhelmed a majority of my time. Often spending my nights crying on the phone to my best-friend or mom or binge watching netflix. Being an adult is so much harder than you ever tell yourself!
Although not to say it didn't have it's good moments. I adopted my kitty, Kiwi and she is the love of my life - I couldn't imagine not having her with me! She was what got me through all the lonely nights of living in a city where I knew no one, the days between seeing my mom and seeing my boyfriend. I dove into cooking, fitness and minimalism - all in an effort to make myself healthier and happier. It really does help I swear by it. I took as many opportunities as possible to go camping, hiking and to the cottage. I invested time and effort into turning my home into a little plant haven and I really just cleansed myself. It was the first time in a long time that I had so much time to learn about myself. #time
Still, my world was completely different, in a way I couldn't prepare for but I had put myself here - so what's a girl to do? I'll tell you what she does; she holds her head up high, wipes the tears away, stares at her raccoon eyes in the mirror and screams at herself: "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"
Yep. That's what I did, those exact words (sorry Grammy). I yelled at myself with such an intense anger all because I was tired of blaming the world around me for my misfortune. I always knew that when one door closed, then another would open, but somehow I had forgotten.
I re-evaluated.
I went to school for media and am passionate about it so why am I not working in it? Good question!
So I got myself a full-time contract as a Marketing Executive and Content Curator and became self employed. I started a blog, an Instagram account, and made myself business cards. I'm a creative mind, always have been. I made the decision to work at this new job while simultaneously starting to go after my dreams. It's just the beginning but it's clear to me that this is where my heart belongs.
I had been saying since I was a kid " I want to get paid for being me." It was my mantra. Now, a fresh faced adult I decided I would do just that. Why waste another minute? My boyfriend and I began doing more photo shoots, booking events and weddings. I started shooting head-shots, pet portraits, products and real estate too, growing my portfolio and clientele. The progress I've seen thus far has proven this to be the right decision.
Now I've only just began this new part of my journey but this last year was so dizzying and overwhelming I can't believe I actually came out of it with a plan - let alone a purpose. Something I had been trying to find for years, much like every millennial. Now, I'm driven and constantly inspired and OH MAN does that ever feel good!!
I'm finishing off my very interesting 22nd year as one thing:
Here's to 23!
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