I’ve had my fair share of ups and downs career wise. I guess it’s because I never truly knew what I wanted to do with my life, I had some whims and fancies along the way but there was never truly anything that I felt I was destined to do. For example, my sister is super creative and was always the artistic one of the family, but she’s also super smart. It just made sense that she would end up doing something artsy but requiring a logical brain, that’s how she ended up as an interior architect.
For me, I was averagely smart with no outstanding talent whatsoever (really bigging myself up here, as you can tell). As a child, I was always into animals and did think for a long time about becoming a vet, before learning that science is really not my strong point, being allergic to most animals with fur was also a major downside to this.
A Venture Into The Media
During my GCSEs, I did develop a keen interest in Media and Film Studies, but looking back I imagine this was because I just really liked watching TV Shows and Films. I also dabbled a little bit into photography, but I think that was because it was cool at the time and all the trendy kids had DSLR cameras and were making pretty pictures and incredible selfies with.
It was because of this trend following that I thought first about doing a diploma in photography with a night course of media production and business, before getting talked out of this by my parents to go down a more academic route.
I decided to take A Levels at college so that I could get an academic background in creativr subjects. I took English Literature and Language, Media Studies and Film Studies with the hope of one day becoming a producer. Clearly, this did not work out as the North West of England is, shockingly, not to the place to be to start a career in the film industry.
The Failed Gap Year
So after two years at college, I did what most people do a fair bit later in life and a took an infamous ‘gap year’. Read ‘gap year’ as working at McDonald’s and getting drunk four nights a week.
It taught me a lot, don’t get me wrong, but it is definitely not the gap year that is sold to you by social media and travel blogs. I learnt how to manage a real life job (yes, Maccies is a real job), progress quickly, how to manage money and how to just have carefree fun.
There was also the three weeks spent in South Africa which is the most gap year-ey type thing that I did. That was literally so much fun and set the stage for a different career path that I seriously looked into a few years down the line.
Starting Big, Bad University
And so came the time to do exactly what every other millenial does.I left the countryside and headed off to the big city to begin my university studies. Somewhere along the line in my gap year, I decided that Journalism was the career for me because I liked to write (SPOILER: DO NOT go into journalism if you like to write, it is not for people who enjoy to write.)
And so the worst three years of my life began. I may be being dramatic, but it was HARD being at university. I was struggling massively with mental health problems due to the stress and loneliness that was majorly prevalent and, although I made it out alive, it made me solidly decide that I did not want to spend my career in journalism.
I’m not going to say it’s been smooth sailing since finishing university, but I’m definitely on my way onwards and upwards. Being an ‘adult’ and navigating a career with no real direction is tricky, but things are in motion and I am definitely on my way to success (I hope).