In three(ish) weeks I will turn 24. No big deal, I thought. Until I realized that meant I would be a mid-twenty-something rather than an early-twenty-something. The “early” part of my age bought me some time. Time to decide what I was doing with my life. I don’t think that I’m old by turning 24, I just thought I would have had more figured out by now.
I’ve been trying to determine what I wanted to be when I grew up since I was assigned an 8th grade project on the topic. And while I have ruled out many options (like teaching and working in the tuxedo business), I don’t feel like I am much closer to having a solid answer. I don’t have a dream job. I have talents and interests. I have likes and dislikes. But no dream job. There isn’t any one particular career that I want to work towards. And as a obsessive planner I find this lack of direction very discomforting.
I think that my move to Connecticut is definitely a step in the right (and by right I mean grown-up) direction. My goal is to find work that challenges me and offers room for growth (intellectually, creatively and hopefully financially).
This simple requirement opens so many possibilities for me that I seem to get lost in such an expansive job search. I’m not just looking for employment. I’m looking for me, for my professional self- Career Arikka.
While I don’t know if the new environment will help me decide what I want to do, it’s refreshing to have a new job market to comb. I just couldn’t find a good fit with Seattle opportunities. Maybe a change in location will bring a changed sense of direction.
So my dear friends and family, I need your advice. How did you find your professional identity? And if you haven’t yet, how are you coping?