Workplace
A Content Writer's Journey of Losing and Regaining the Passion to Write
When I made up my mind to become a content writer, I was thrilled! I imagined myself in the shoes of Sidney Sheldon, Enid Blyton and Jeffrey Archer. I was daydreaming of researching, talking to people, understanding what they require and penning it down.
By Amrita Angappa4 years ago in Confessions
How My Boss's Cat Is Way Higher On The Chain Than Me. Top Story - September 2021.
April 1st Here, I'd have my own office, be my own person, have a real name, and not just "you there". Here, making coffee and copies will be a distant memory. Here, there will be no more humiliation. No longer an intern but an account executive-oh, the promissed land.
By A.M.Radulescu4 years ago in Confessions
Why can't I just be a writer?
In my heart- I've always pictured myself as a story-teller...a 'writer'...but when I sit down and put my pen to paper, I never seem to be able to formulate anything worth being proud of. I have SO many ideas, and storylines, and plots, and characters just swimming around in my brain, but there's something stopping those imageries from reaching my fingertips.
By Ashleigh Riley4 years ago in Confessions
Vocal Did It Not Me
Vocal pushed me towards my dreams, they are the reason I am able to express my thoughts and problems. Vocal is the reason I have something to write about which is crazy, because I felt trapped in my mind. They gave me the opportunity to give me a professional title while people couldn't take my dreams seriously. They are the reason people are switching up on me and agreeing with my intelligence and dreams.
By Darius Cherry4 years ago in Confessions
Ambition requires courage
To start off I would like to say that while this week, like every other, has been full of memories and triggers, I learned something incredibly important about myself. I am most proud of myself when I am doing the things I personally love. For anyone reading this I would like to re-cap quickly what my life is like currently so you understand the importance of my discovery. I am a single mom of 5 kids, I work 3 jobs (1 full-time and 2 part-time) and I attend online classes at a university. I started my fall semester nearly 3 weeks ago. At the same time this happened, I came to the realization I was doing too much and my cup was overflowing. I needed to let some stuff out. So I shifted my focus. Prior to this class, my primary focus had been on work and giving 100% to all of my jobs, my kids, my friends and new friendships or relationships. But I realized it is physically impossible to give 100% in every one of these aspects. A human can only give so much and do so much-especially a single mom and student. So I shifted my focus to myself-as selfish as that may sound. I made the decision that I needed to do what I wanted and what I felt would make me the happiest. I prioritized the tasks needed to be completed for work, of which I can give 100% of my dedication, rather than trying to put in 100% to all jobs. I made a list of everything that needed to be done, including my classwork. I studied the syllabus and work hard every night to complete my assignments. I have received my grades on my assignments and I am so proud to say I have gotten A's on all of them. This may seem like a minuscule accomplishment to some. My days currently consist of 17-19 hour days and I am thoroughly exhausted by the end of it. Yet, I feel so invigorated and happy at the end of it. I feel like I have accomplished so much. I can only describe it as feeling empowered and feeling powerful inside. One of the triggers this week has been that my ex-husband used to berate my classes and schoolwork, putting me down and saying I would never finish my degree. Starting this semester fresh, I feel ambitious and courageous. It is no longer the goal of "I will show him what I can do", but instead has been changed to, "I will prove to myself how much I can do." Apparently, I can do a lot. This is the fresh start I needed and have been desiring for the past few years. But I couldn't rely on anyone to give me that fresh start. I had to go out myself and make it happen. I have to work hard to create it and accomplish it. I have found a sense of peace inside that I did not know I could find in my healing journey. I know the journey is far from over and there are times that I am still triggered. There are moments I still cry and want to hide from the world. There are moments when I feel I can't possibly handle one more thing on my plate. But I remind myself of how much IS on my plate, and how hard I am willing to work to accomplish those goals. I am in charge of my destiny. I choose the pathway on my journey and I have the power to choose how I will heal along the way. Tonight I am feeling incredibly powerful and courageous inside. I am feeling excited and proud that my hard work has paid off and has been worth it. I feel like I can get through this and I will heal from my pain. Because pain is only temporary. Tonight, this is who I am and I am proud of who I am. Tonight, this is me.
By marion scott4 years ago in Confessions
The Squawks of Pain
When I think of inside jokes one in particular comes to mind. Me and my friends enlisted in the army at the same time but had different ship out dates. I was the first to leave and the one who wrote back home to prepare the others for the shitstorm that was about to brew.
By Matthew Mccahey4 years ago in Confessions
My creative job.
Creativity is the recognition of a great idea, the preparation towards laying the groundwork, the process and renovation of the formation of its shape, form, structure, and imagery, the editing, refining, strengthening, and tuning of its original form, and the finalization of its completion. It is the combination of openness, problem solving, ingenuity, intuition, structure, discipline, vision, and ultimately wisdom, that guides us on any path through any story on how to proceed forward in any given pursuit with the tales written, the music composed, the lyrics inscribed, the art drawn up, and the worlds created that inspire the mind to think more critically, and the heart to overflow with love, all the more.
By Jordan Zuniga5 years ago in Confessions
The Worst Part Of My Job
Waiting is the worst part of being a working writer. By far. It is especially frustrating if you are, like me, the kind of person who is exacting in terms of developing ideas and compositions to the point of obsession, making sure the words fit the way you want them to fit, and then sending your piece off to whomever you wanted to write it for. Thinking that you did them a good turn by giving them the fruits of your labour, you then proceed to wait for them to get back to you.
By David Perlmutter5 years ago in Confessions
A people-pleasing, judgmental teacher with no self-worth…
I wanted to just answer like everyone else. The standard, I love my job because it feels good to help people. That sounds so cliche, it is what people are supposed to say -- the ‘right’ thing to say, and it is true. I am a self-labeled people pleaser. I am judgmental. I tend to think my work determines my worth. Thing is, I think these are exactly the traits that make me love my job and maybe even make me good at my job.
By Claire Hunter5 years ago in Confessions
ACT in Practice on Social Media
Part of being an Acceptance and Commitment (ACT) counselor - or any type of counselor, is practicing what we preach, so to speak. I aim to be a person of my word, and also a person of my action. ACT by design has us connecting with our values, making room for discomfort, accepting the limitations and pain that can come up in a given context, and determining how to commit to what is important for us.
By Joey Salvatore5 years ago in Confessions
A Perfect Storm
This week I had an absolutely awful day mentally. One day I was chatting with friends and Vocal friends on Facebook , working and chatting with work colleagues then my Friend Krista asked me for help moving a table so I had a couple of hours with her and her friends , and for the first time in my life actually went into the Byker Wall.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 years ago in Confessions
