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When It’s Time to Leave (Your Job, That Is)

Job hunting is stressful, and never so stressful when you have bills to pay, and no money coming in. It’s not just a financial worry, it strains your mental wellbeing and your sense of self worth, too. To be employed, at the very least, gives a sense of independence, usefulness and productivity. No shit, Sherlock, you might say. But in a world in which Universal Credit and benefits are treated by some as a wage from a career they are fairly cosy in, being employed feels to some like a choice between taking money away from others who need those benefits more, or having that feeling at the end of the day when you can put your feet up, knowing you’ve earned it. 

But there comes a time in so many jobs that many of us often dread; the knowledge that we need to move on. Maybe it’s boring, or dead end, or it just doesn’t pay enough anymore. And while having a secure income during the pandemic has felt more and more like a privilege, this imposing shadow might only grow as the world begins to open up. I write this blog now, as this is currently what I’m going through. For around 9 months now, I’ve been experiencing what I can only define as anxiety around my job; there’s no chance of advancement, and, to me, it doesn’t feel like I’m contributing anything to society beyond my taxes. I’m not helping anyone in the way that I want to, and instead I sit for around eight hours a day wondering what the hell I’m doing. 

So what’s stopping me from moving on? Nothing at all. Besides, in fact, job security. Today, that is a biggy. Not all of us can afford to chase our dream careers. Me? I want to be a counsellor. But in my neck of the woods, training and education beyond my degree and level four diplomas would take me out of work for more time than my managers would allow. I would need whole days to travel to a university an hour’s train ride away for lectures and placements and no earnings. Where I live, unless you want a career in finance, it’s very difficult to find anything.

But that doesn’t mean you should dismiss those concerns. So, what are the signs?

  1. Listlessness – listelessness, or boredom, or just absolute disinterest in your job is a red flag. This might be borne from a dull and monotonous task, a feeling that you’re not getting any closer to what you want to achieve, or frustration with work colleagues who seem to think that one mistake means the difference between life or death, even though it doesn’t.
  2. You can’t think of anything you like about it – at work, it’s not just the task in hand to think about. It’s the building, it’s the perks, it’s the colleagues. You spend more time with these people than most, maybe even anyone. That’s one terrifying thought, particularly if you’re not a fan. Maybe one of them has an annoying voice, while such and such over the way talks way too loudly about her personal life, and the guy behind you is too keen on telling everyone how educated and well connected he is socially. It might not be anything at all, and they might simply be lovely people who just don’t tickle your fancy. Work isn’t about making friends, but you spend around a third of your day with these people, so you may as well like them
  3. Any other job seems to have more purpose – There’s tons of jobs out there, some more desirable than others. That’s just how it is. But if they mostly seem like something else you’d sooner do because they tick a box that is presently unticked, don’t be too hasty. The grass isn’t always greener, but it’s worth the peek. 
  4. Anything seems like it would be better than this – I once had a job that was so awful, I would look out of the window and envy the people sat outside on a bench, going about their day, simply because they didn’t work in this place. I left after three months with no job lined up, but it was the right thing to do. I do feel like I did myself a disservice by not walking out with my bag or calling in during my lunch of watching the ducks, but alas, when you’re favouring watching the ducks over work, maybe you should rethink your path.
  5. Anxiety – anxiety over going into work is not normal, and it shouldn’t be normalised. If you believe that your work is triggering it, have a word with your manager. But, don’t expect it to go away just like that. If you hate your job so much, or you’re simply so bored with it that it triggers anxiety attacks, take yourself away from the situation and nip it in the bud. I don’t mean quit, but mental health sick days need to be encouraged if they are ever going to be accepted as just as essential as actual sick days. No job that doesn’t feel important to you is worth making yourself sick over. 

There are tons of other signs to look out for, because they are personal to you. The above are only my personal experiences. But what can you do in this situation? It’s always scary to make that choice to move on, but theres a way to go about it. If you’re having doubts about your employment, have a word with your immediate superior and let them know that you’re thinking about looking for another job. If you have that kind of relationship, they will only respect your openness for being so honest. Keeping your CV up to date can give you the sense of worth that you may have forgotten from months or years of doing the same thing over and over. We’re constantly learning new skills, and remember to include an ‘about me’ section, because not everything is learned on the job. Also, if you’re on the fence about leaving your job despite your reservations, volunteering might be for you. 

Good luck!

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Work Anxiety – Is Your Career Worth It?

I’ve always said that as long as I get on with my colleagues, can support myself, and not dread going into work every day, I’ll be happy in what ever I do. We are all cogs, paramount in keeping the world turning.

A couple of times however, I have doubted my own stance. For most of my working life, the jobs I have had had fulfilled the above. But I always felt I could do more. Those around me expressed that they thought I could do more. Sometimes, it makes you think that just being content isn’t the be all and end all.

But should pushing yourself to fulfill your potential mean sacrificing your comfort?

Today, we are encouraged to look after our mental health much more than we used to. But there are still gaps, reminiscent of the days of not so old, in which employers exhibit a kind of disregard for their employees. Mental health related sick days are still fairly unheard of. For most, the idea of calling in to work after a panic attack and telling the truth about why you don’t want to come into work might seem either mortifying, weak, or may actually be detrimental to our job security. But remember, you’re working to live – not living to work.

Back in 2019, I was between jobs, and got accepted by a pensions company in my area. It was perfect for me. I knew people there, it was close by. Upon starting, I discovered an array of career advancement opportunities that were preached to us every day for the three week long initiation. Plus, I love a good course. There were courses aplenty. Further, the place had its own coffee shop and a canteen that served steak on Thursdays.

But then the proper training started. The office was filled with either the prototype company people who can’t say a bad word (like, can’t) and the ones who’s souls had left and never came back. And while everyone else was to start on a simple task to get to know the system, another trainee and myself were put on the most complex one there was. No one agreed with this choice, but our team leader had none of it.

Over the next two months, I had one long cold and many chats with my coworker about how bad our lot was. We trained for weeks, and picked up only a hand full. Each catch up with our TL left us more disenchanted with the place, and more than a reasonable amount of my wage was spent on ham and cheese croissants just to make the day bearable. For lunch, I would take a walk. Each time I left the building, I had to drag myself back.

Then came the day when people started leaving. By the time I had made my choice to try and like the place, over half of my intake had vanished, never to be seen again. Stress was the leading reason. On my last day, I took a stroll to the local pond, and told myself I could just not turn up again. It was bad work practice, but hell, it would be satisfying. My coworker had also caused herself so much stress that she disclosed to me some personal health issues she’d been having.

The following day I called in, and left.

Preceeding this, I had taken 2 consecutive sick days due to a panic attack the night before. I requested a meeting with my TL to discuss moving onto another task, but she monopolised the conversation with my errors, ignoring or disregarding my points. It was an office with a high staff turn over, so they couldn’t afford for people to move.

So, what was so stressful about this job? Nothing, really. And yet, it was stressful nonetheless. It wasnt the job, it was the work environment. Unreasonable expectations of new, fresh starters. Above all, a hypocritical attitude that we should be, among other skills, able to handle mentally vulnerable customers with due care. What about us?

The thing is, while work places have taken strides in mental health education and awareness, some of them have been dragged kicking and screaming into acknowledging that they employ humans with minds and emotions. There’s still a long way to go, and, while it may not sound like a biggy, remember; work is a staple of our routine. It’s something we do every day. Would you rather do something that’s judged as worthwhile at the cost of your happiness? My fiance did; he went down the teacher route. And goodness, he hated it. Ironically, he moved to the place I discussed above, and while it’s not perfect, its a damn sight less stressful.