Here it goes.
Three months ago, I lost my job.
It feels weird to admit that out loud. I was embarrassed to share this with you, to be honest. I felt like I had failed, and no one likes to feel that way. Then I read Jess’ post, and knew I wasn’t alone in this crazy, unexpected thing they call a layoff.
I started working at my former company two days after graduating from college — eager to learn and take on new, exciting responsibilities. I learned first-hand what it meant to jump head-first into projects, and I grew so much as a professional in my first couple of years there.
Fast forward almost three years later, and the company made the decision to eliminate nearly 20 positions. I was told the news at 9 a.m. on a Wednesday. My boss’s words fell onto the table with a resounding thud, so loud I swear I could hear the words echoing in my brain. I was shocked. And then came the waterworks. I cried (a lot). I felt vulnerable and exposed. My ego (what was left of it) was severely damaged and bruised.
I walked out of the office that day for the last time — into the streets I walked every day for almost three years. I’ll refer to that moment as the “I just got laid off” walk of shame. There I was, standing there with remnants of my desk packed into one cardboard box for the world to see. The evidence of freshly shed tears was plastered on my face in the form of puffy, red eyes and smeared mascara.
But, somewhere mixed in with sadness and anger, was a sense of relief. Guys, I can’t explain it. It was like walking away from a toxic relationship for the last time and knowing you’re free. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that I wasn’t happy there. The cloud of self doubt that surrounded me quickly cleared, and that’s when I realized I was given an opportunity. I truly believe everything happens for a reason, and that 9 a.m. meeting was my reason to do something great.
So, what’s next? I accepted a PR job in Columbus, OH, so I semi-moved north yesterday and am starting with my new company today (eek!). Is it bittersweet? Yes. Cincinnati was, and will always be my home. It’s where I grew up. It’s where I went to college, fell in love, made lasting friendships, lived on my own for the first time and started a blog. And even though I’m sad to leave, I’m welcoming this new adventure with open arms and an open heart.
I know what you’re thinking — what does this mean for CincinNatalie? You’ll be seeing some changes here on the blog soon, including a new site design, logo and yes, a new name. Content will still be rolling out like usual, and I’ll keep you updated on when this change will happen.
All I can say is thank you so, so much for supporting me during this crazy blogging adventure. I feel like we’ve gotten to know each other in some way — like old friends sharing a cup of coffee, except we’re the kind of friends who are separated by computer screens. Your comments, likes and shares are what keep me motivated.
Thank you for always inspiring me.