Prior to this, I didn't have to. All I had was life: university life. Work was a tiny ingredient thrown into the mix but it didn't really impact me because I didn't do it out of necessity, I did it for a little extra money while I studied. Now I'm not studying, I work from 9.10am until 3.10pm. In a secondary school.
When I first started, I was surprised to discover that I enjoyed helping out in the classes. Kid needs an extra nudge to do their work? Great! Kid would benefit from someone proof-reading their coursework? Pick me! Some kids were kicked out of their class and need a reminder that school is for education? I'm there! I was (and still am) making a difference to a small number of children who would otherwise fall through the cracks of the education system. And like any fool, I thought I would continue to enjoy myself.
It's not the waking up at 6am that gets to me. Or the being immersed in a school of hundreds whilst being an introvert. It's the fact I haven't spent actual time with my friends in weeks. My hobbies have dwindled to nothing. The people I socialise with outside of work live with me, and are either my mother or my younger brothers. And one of the brothers works at the same school so we see each other throughout the day as well.
I crave companionship. I didn't realise before this job how much value and regard I have for my friends. Hopefully now that I'm aware, I'll be able to adjust so I see friends around work, balancing work with the more fun aspects of life.
I'm glad I'm not alone on this one. I actually am mentally preparing myself for working life as I feel being a functioning adult is not going to be my strength aha. Enjoy your weekends my love by the sounds of things you will be x
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