For The Love of God, Give Me a Job

For The Love of God, Give Me a Job

This April marks my one year without a cooperate job, but instead working as a freelancer, and giving my own dreams a chance. It’s been fantastic, but I’ve also learned so much about myself and my needs in a job. I’m still working on my dream projects, and also startet school again, but I’m so ready to get back to being a 9-5’er. I’m ready to have a team of inspiring people around me, somewhere to go Monday to Friday, where I belong, not to talk about a steady income. Freelance life is hard, man. And for now, I’m gonna give it a little break. Not saying, that I won’t ever go back to it, but I think this last year has also been a time, where I’ve found myself. Found out what I really want to do. Maybe a career shift is in the books?

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I always admired those people who worked for themselves,

or worked different freelance jobs from the comfort of their own home, but I have to say it’s making me a bit koo-koo.

I can’t just be in the company of myself all day. Brainstorming with myself, answering to myself, depending on myself. Just myself. It’s boring, and I’m craving some co-workers. There’s way more to that ‘being free’ culture that us millennials have created as success criteria as an effect of social media. It can be extremely lonely, success doesn’t just come to you, it comes with hard work, and being let go from a fulltime job doesn’t necessarily mean that you should just go freelance. It may mean that for you guys, but for me it didn’t. That, I’ve learned.

In New York, they say you’re always looking for a job, an apartment, or a boyfriend.

- Carrie Bradshaw

So as I have the man and the apartment, I’m now looking for a job. And it’s proving to be a bit of a (concrete) jungle (Get it? Concrete Jungle, New York City? Finding a job is a jungle… Ah, whatever). It’s true what they say, “It’s easier to find a new job, when you have a job.” I always called that straight up bullsh*t, but they’ve all proven me wrong (they being my parents and my boyfriend). So that’s why I thought we could talk a bit about it here on the blog, because if I don’t say it out loud, who will ever know that I’m actively looking for new opportunities.

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Maybe I should do one of those posts on LinkedIn and Instagram as well. I’ve seen a lot of people do that, but my Imposter Syndrom always stopped from posting my own version of a “Help me get a job! Please?! Anybody??”.

What I need to do it get rid of the voice telling me I’m not good enough to speak up. I’m going to speak up. I’m going to get that job. It has to be out there somewhere.

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