I started working in a job as a desk editor for a national publishing house.
My colleagues didn’t want to talk about it, but I was.
I was doing it to avoid the shame.
I thought I’d be able to stay in my comfortable office.
But after three years, I realized that, for some reason, I wasn’t.
I had to move out.
My desk wasn’t comfortable, the desk chair was old, and my coworkers weren’t comfortable around me either.
When I was interviewed to join the publishing company, the interviewer said she liked my work ethic.
I wondered if I’d been overworked.
I didn’t feel like a team player.
But then I met another colleague who shared my interests, and we got along.
I worked with her, and the company thrived.
We had a lot of fun, but our relationship wasn’t great.
I felt like a total outsider, a different kind of writer than the rest of the company.
And I wanted to stay.
So, in the fall of 2017, I told my boss I was moving to another company.
He was a little worried, but he told me that I could always work with him in the future.
So I decided to move to another agency and get a better job, one that paid a little more.
But when I started my new job in March, I was surprised to find that the desk chairs were still in the office, and that the chair was too big to fit in the bathroom.
I’m an average woman, and even my new boss was surprised.
I think he thought I was a spoiled brat.
So when I complained to my boss, he gave me an ultimatum: Either I changed my desk chair, or I was out.
After four years, the chair still fit in my office.
I tried to change it, and it was the only option I had.
I also tried changing the chairs in the offices of my colleagues, but the chairs were always the same size.
So instead of sitting on a big, cushy chair, I now had to sit on a small, comfy chair.
It wasn’t working.
I wanted a desk chair that could fit in a bathroom, and in my cramped office.
That was the first step to my resignation.
I realized I had been put on the wrong side of history.
And the second step was to try to find another company that would pay better, and had more supportive work environments.
I went to the HR department at a big publishing house and told them that I was leaving.
But no one could help me.
I just kept talking to HR, hoping that someone would be more understanding.
Eventually, I found a job that was much better than my old job, but not nearly as comfortable as my new one.
But that didn’t solve my problem.
In 2019, I moved to a new company that had better working environments, but didn’t pay much more.
The company also offered better pay and more benefits, but it also had a more conservative work culture.
So the two new places in the same building that I had worked in before ended up paying more than my former home.
I started looking for other options, and eventually, I started a career as a freelance writer.
I began my career at a small agency that was looking for writers to fill out its short-term writing contract, and was eventually offered a full-time job.
But I was stuck at the agency.
It was so frustrating to work for a company that was treating me like an outsider, and then paying me a paycheck that was barely enough to cover rent.
I moved back to my hometown, but was also struggling to find work, and could barely make ends meet.
When my boss asked me what I was going to do, I answered: I would have to get a job, so I went on a freelance writing job hunt.
I knew I was getting a better deal because I had a degree in the field, but a job search that led me to a publishing company that paid more didn’t seem to make me any money.
I did my best to get by, but with my skills still lacking, I couldn’t make ends do.
I finally quit my freelance writing gig, and quit my job search, to try my luck at a different publishing company.
I found my first freelance writing contract.
My boss was impressed with my work, but my career wasn’t quite where it needed to be.
I needed to get my degree in journalism to work in the publishing industry.
So a year later, I landed a job at a national publisher.
I loved my new home, but in my second year there, I decided I wanted more.
So in 2018, I quit my writing job to start my first professional job.
I’d never worked on an assignment before.
I quickly learned that I loved writing, and this was where I’d make the most money.
So far, so good. I got