Well, I was fired from my job on Thursday. I had no idea it was coming, but as soon as they closed the door, I knew what was happening. Fuck.
The situation is that the doctor I was working for passed away last March after a short illness. The practice was purchased by another doctor, and we were invited to come to work at his location as the patients transitioned there, too.
I was thankful for the opportunity to continue treating our patients and that I had fallen into a full time position with a great office.
On Thursday, after approximately ten months at the new location, I was fired because they told me I wasn't happy there.
This is bullshit. No one ever asked me how I felt. I never had any reviews or meetings with boss, or feedback sessions. Also never received an operations manual.
They told me how I felt without ever asking me. And they were wrong.
I was happy there. Sure, it was a drive (30 miles, 45-60 minutes each way) but I will gladly drive for a job I enjoy for a great team. I came in on time or early everyday. Helped out when I had time, joked around with the other women there.
The rejection still stings my ego.
But I am going to be fine. I am a fucking warrior. I do not give up when faced with a setback or challenge.
I am a two time national swimming champ.
I am a survivor of sexual assault.
I have overcome mental illness to get to where I am today.
I climbed to the top of the world in Nepal.
I know who I am.
I am true to myself every day despite a shit world that tries to tear me down.
I contacted the office manager from a previous office, who I am still close with. It is a specialist office. She blasted my resume to 100+ of their referring offices. I had two offers within an hour.
I reached out to several people online and applied to other jobs posted online.
Then I went to the gym and deadlifted 260 lbs. A personal record.
I am a warrior.
I am happy.
And now I'm pissed.
Dracarys 🔥
260!! amazing
ReplyDeleteI'm still amped from lifting that much! My goal is to lift 315 by December.
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