I learned how to swim-at 28

The last couple of months have been filled with a flurry of activity

After months of cursing and wondering why I wasn’t getting a job, I got three job offers.I decided to go with the one that made most sense-in terms of long term career growth.And boy, do I regret it now.While I do enjoy the job, my manager drives me up the wall.If I had to describe him in one word, I’d call him an asshole.

I could feel myself drifting back to the world of self pity and sadness.I would hit snooze every time the alarm went off and think to myself, is this even worth it? I knew I had to do something that would make waking up worth it. So what did I do? Well, I joined swimming classes.

The first day of class, I woke up at 5am, sat on my bed and had this sinking feeling in the gut of my stomach.

“What if I hate this too? What if I suck? What if everyone else there is going to be younger than me? What if the others laugh at me?”

I wanted to go back to sleep right then, but I somehow made it to class.An hour later, I realised this was the best decision I had ever made.There were people in their 60’s, there were people who were fighting their fear of water, there were people who were recovering from accidents.I was inspired.I enjoyed being in the water. I also had something to look forward to every morning and although I still hate looking at my asshole managers face, learning how to swim did something for me, that I haven’t felt in a long time.

Learning how to swim gave me purpose. 🙂

P.S : Anyone hiring for an account manager? I’m your lady. 😛

 

 

 

I’m back or am I?

Despite my determination to keep this blog alive and active, I often get carried away by life! I’ve recently quit my second job,and have been taking a break from a lot of things. The place I worked in and the friends that I’ve made are two of the top things I’ve been keeping a distance from.
Why? I have no clue. I feel like my life isn’t as fulfilling as I would like it to be. I’ve been in Bangalore for over 7 years now, and witnessed the steady decline of the city that I once loved. The insane traffic, the sudden influx of people( most of whom I can’t stand), the waste disposal issues, the weather changes and so many other things. I feel like I need a fresh start in life. In a new place where I know none. I’ve been trying of course.I’ve given about 3 interviews in the past two months. I’m tired of the never ending rounds of interviews, the wait that follows, only to know that you have another round! It’s almost like a cycle isn’t it?
The only progress I have made so far is with my anxiety. I’ve been able to do a better job at keeping it at bay this time.But of course there are many things that do worry me.Will I survive this round of unemployment with positive results, will I be able to achieve the vision that ive built for myself, will I survive?