Last week, I handed in my notice to my current (now ex-) employer, and said my goodbyes.
It was an unexpectedly positive and painless parting of ways, and I admit I was actually quite moved at how kind and supportive they had been in wishing me / us well on our journey ahead.
This wasn’t what I expected considering the tumultuous and shaky ride it’s been.
It was okay in the beginning. I was very warmly welcomed, initiated into the very close and tight-knit culture of the company, and quickly indoctrinated into the agency’s working process.
Within days, I was given projects to work on, introduced to clients, even allowed to participate in new business pitches.
I got busy enough quite quickly. In my first few months, my workload was full, my days were busy, my brain muscles were being flexed, and I got to continue doing the kind of work I’ve always enjoyed.
I was content.
But contentment was short-lived — which I suppose is natural as all “honeymoon phases” eventually come to an end.
It began ever so gently and almost imperceptibly. Nothing more than just constructive feedback, or so I thought.
It started with campaign reports, strategies, or presentations I made that were “too thorough”, “too…