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The Wait Game


I have been at Atlantic Orthapedic for 3 years and 2 months. It has given me the time I need to gain stability. It has really given me the space and grace I needed to fully develop into my mental illness. It allowed me time to grow as a person. It offered me so many different things, and I will always be grateful for that, but I always felt like I was playing the waiting game. I was waiting for something bigger and better to come along. I was waiting for my time to fly. I was waiting until I became strong enough to stand tall on my own two feet. And now that time has come and I am ready to make moves and really make something of myself.

I am on my way to making those moves. This morning I made my first move and I did something HUGE! And I am proud of myself for making that bold move and stepping out of my comfort zone and really going for it. And if it doesn’t pan out? Well, I have an option B. I am not putting all my eggs in one basket. All I know is my time here at Atlantic Orthapedic is drawing to an end and I am beginning my search and really seeking to spread my wings and fly to my next career choice. I know I am much brighter than a job where all I do is click, then click, then press enter.

I love all the people here, and I love all the relationships I have formed. I love all the lessons it has taught me. The biggest one being patience in this waiting game. I have been developing in this job for 3 years now, and I know I am not meant to stay here and retire. I am ready to get out there and see what this world has to offer. But I have to play it smart, and I have to keep my job until I have another job lined up and secure. So if you are reading this, I would appreciate you discretion. And if you do blab, welp… technically I didn’t do anything wrong except say that I am looking for a new job.

So there you have it folks. The wait game is over. It is time to make moves. The stand still is no longer standing still.

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