In My Working Girl Era

For 12 years, I waited for this—my *working girl era*. And now that I’m here, despite the sleepless nights and the exhaustion that comes with it, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.  

I know what it feels like to be unemployed. It has its perks—I could sleep whenever I wanted, wake up with no alarms, and have all the time and energy to go out without a second thought. There was a certain freedom in having complete control over my time, in being able to pause and breathe whenever I wanted. But at the same time, there was also a lingering feeling of restlessness, a sense of being stuck in place while the world kept moving forward.  

Now, I have a job. My days are no longer just a cycle of waking up, scrolling through my phone, and wondering what to do next. There's structure, a reason to get up in the morning, and tasks that give me a sense of accomplishment. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m not wasting my time doing nothing. Somehow, my life has found a sense of direction. I have responsibilities now—not just to my work, but also to myself.  

And beyond the financial benefits, work has given me something else—an escape. Now, I have something to divert my attention to when my personal life becomes stressful. Instead of overthinking or dwelling on things I can’t control, I have deadlines to meet, tasks to focus on, and goals to accomplish. It’s a different kind of mental relief, knowing that my mind is occupied with something productive rather than spiraling into worries.  

The privilege of earning my own money is still *unbelievable*. I can finally buy things I used to second-guess spending on and indulge in food cravings without feeling guilty. It’s a simple kind of happiness, knowing that my hard work is paying off in ways both big and small.  

There are days when it gets overwhelming, when I miss the ease of my unemployed days. But then I remind myself of the years I spent waiting for this, the uncertainty I carried for so long. And suddenly, even the exhaustion feels worth it.  

If there’s one thing this journey has taught me, it’s to never lose hope and never give up. Things truly happen when you least expect them. I spent years wondering *when* this moment would come, and when I had almost made peace with the uncertainty, life surprised me. If you’re still waiting for your turn, trust that it will come—maybe not in the way you planned, but in the way it’s meant to.  

I want to stay in this job for as long as I can. Because after waiting this long, I know exactly how much it means to me. This is my *working girl era*, and I’m living it to the fullest.  

au revoir. 😊