You may have noticed, there has been less of me here in the last few months. It is not that I abandoned the idea of writing, it is that life has been unexpectedly busy for me: I came back to work. When I was taking time off several months ago, I thought I was done with working in finance. Clearly I am not. But I am a different person now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I needed that time off. Needed to do something else for a bit to regain my perspective. Cat sitting, Netflix binge-watching, connecting with all my friends. I was almost sure I would become a neuroscientist, but then someone reminded me that I like to work hard, talk finance and read people in suits. That was when I knew: I am not done with finance, I am done with my last job.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They are good people. They were kind to me and helped me grow. When I joined the company I was shy, often afraid and unsure of myself. They offered conditions that enabled me to give my best despite all shortcomings. I still feel a certain degree of loyalty to them and everyone I met on the way I would like to refer to as friends.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But with protection come limitations. And as I was regaining my perspective and still doing a tonne of work on my shit, I felt them. I felt it was expected of me to give up on things I wanted to do, so that somebody else could have a go. I simply grew out of my cocoon. Forging through the resistance would come at a price I did not want to pay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now, my life\u2019s stance has changed. I have a cat and a supportive boyfriend. Coming back after work means coming back to cuddle, having someone to do stuff with and go places. As long as I retain my integrity, I can have a career and a personal life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was ready, waiting for the right opportunity. I found something that feels perfect. Has a good sound to it and an excellent company to play around with. New doors have opened and things have become so much easier. Living in London also means I can do yoga every damn day with teachers that actually support their students, make it about yoga not just good press or the likes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The most important thing is, though, that I have some unfinished business that will haunt me unless I face it head on. In my past life it was my shyness and a range of triggers that held me back from doing what I felt was right. I have new shiny tools that help me see past my perspective now. I would like to exercise my voice, my power to put ideas to life and use what I know in practice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I expressed my dreams some ten years ago about the same time of the year. I was on a date, a boy was smart but was looking for someone older and more confident than me. He asked me about my plans for the future. Words immediately came out of my mouth: I want to see how far I can go. So here I am, testing my limits. Doing all that in excellent company.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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