Recently I have done something completely HUGE, and quite frankly a little bit terrifying. I decided that maybe marketing wasn’t quite the right career for me and decided to make a change to pretty much my entire life (dramatic I know).
After getting my degree in Journalism and Broadcasting I immediately started working in marketing. I got to write loads of articles, learn new things, the people were pretty cool and, yeah, I enjoyed having my first ‘grown up’ wage. It’s been almost 4 years since that fateful day when I nervously walked into the office with sweaty palms and furtive glances hoping that people would be nice, and even though they were (and I’ve worked in many other offices too) I’ve learnt that for me there isn’t really a spark and I was just going through the motions. The moment I finally admitted it to myself was kind of hard; I was disappointed in myself – why didn’t I like marketing? If I’m not going to be a marketeer what the hell am I going to do?
So I started to think about what I enjoy doing outside of work; I’m crafty and I enjoy sewing, but I don’t want to be a designer of some sort, I enjoy going out to eat and socialising with people but if that was a job I think everyone would want it, and I like helping people. Whether it’s getting their bag down some stairs, helping reach top shelf groceries or just stopping for a chat at the bus stop. It was a few months (and after a rather severe bout of depression) that I realised I needed to work in an area that positively affected the lives of other people.
I decided to become a support worker, but how do you become a support worker with no care skills? I applied to a few places and got rejected, I was even told that I wasn’t aware how much commitment and dedication went into a care job and that the hours would be unsocial. I pulled on the experience from my personal life and started looking for volunteer roles, but even then things were looking bleak – maybe it just wasn’t meant to be.
Then finally when I was ready to just give up I got a call offering me an interview. Someone had seen something in an application and was willing to give me a chance to prove myself and I wasn’t about to waste it. The interview was hard. Lots of scenario questions and legislation, something that I had rarely had to deal with in my previous career.
Incredibly, I got the position and I am now training to be a support worker to those with dementia, mental health difficulties and learning difficulties, and I couldn’t be happier. It’s helped improve my mental health and my sense of well being and I’m excited to see what the future holds.
Have you changed your career? If so I’d love to know how it went.