Last year, on Halloween, I started the job from hades. I knew it was going to be hellacious, I cried when I accepted the job, I cried on my way home from my first day of training and I cried probably every week I was there. Awful, awful.
I remember crying to Lynn and my sisters every day driving home the first week. And worrying I wouldn't be able to handle everything. Worrying about my life going forward. Worrying about people not showing up for shifts. Worrying, worrying, worrying. Yet knowing this was one of two full-time job offers I'd received in six months and this one was the 'right' one to take.
Because the other one was easy. In an office. Something I was trying to get away from at the time. This one was the job people helped me get. Went out on a limb for with recommendations. So, naturally I couldn't turn it down after it was offered. Buck up, buttercup and all that jazz right?
Y'all, it was bad, no it was worse than I imagined. I had a feeling it would be chaos, a gut feeling in my stomach this was NOT for me and I was 100% correct. I mean, a full on three day gallbladder attack the weekend before my job starts must have been someone kind of warning, right? Because this job took a lot out of me.
Because of this job my health suffered. Because of this job I found myself floundering again. Because of this job I was tested. Because of this job I became someone I never believed could exist. Because of this job I didn't sleep. Because of this job I cried everyday. Because of this job fights with Le Husband happened frequently. Because of this job I doubted myself. Because of this job, I quit.
Before you stop reading because you think I'm ungrateful, trust me, I get it. I 100% understand that the job from hades was still THE JOB I prayed for so many many months. The job that took me from part time to full-time. From no benefits to benefits. From zero management skills to management of a team of sixteen. This job made me believe I could be a personal trainer full-time. This job brought me to some incredible friendships and people. This job taught me more about myself than I ever knew. This job qualified us for a house. This job was the first stepping stone towards a different life.
Now here I am, a year later. On the brink of beginning my personal training career. Something I never in A MILLION years expected. One small step at a horrible job, made it all possible.