Sunday, 18 September 2011

Change and Face the (s)Train



Tomorrow will feel as if England is finally accepting me.

Let's face it, I use to feel like an old rejected graft, the unsuccessful merger of the froggy branch with the English apple tree system. I was an outCider. Some say it was just bad timing. Recession times, really what did you expect?


Rough times all over Europe sounded indeed like a good justification to my unemployed self. But it just wasn't good enough. Periods of doubts (and let's face it, a bit of panic) was followed by a big Question Time with myself.

When I left Paris, I was ready for a change. It was the time to think, finally choose a path and follow it to the top of the hill. This was going to be hard work.

Why do you think I work in Communications? Indecision. I think it might be one of the biggest traits in Comms people. We want to do everything but are too scared to choose anything. This is probably why, shortly after I popped out the tunnel, rabies free, I straight away tried to find a job in my field. Nicely tucked into my comfort zone.

Luckily, it didn't work out. Fate forced me to pause and reflect. And I thought. And I dared to believe I could do something I could never have dreamed to do in France: retrain as a journalist.

So here I am. Back on tracks. Tomorrow is my first day, I better not derail. Cheers England!

4 comments:

  1. GOOD LUCK CARRIE BRADIN!!

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  2. ah oui, un sacré trait en commun des commeux :) mais tu montres le chemin carrie bradin, bravoooooooo !!!

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