So it’s been nearly 9 months since I’ve graduated, and boy has the time flown by. My training is nearly ending, and within a month, I’ll be working full time not as a trainee, but as a professional.
I didn’t think this moment would come so quickly, but it has and I’m not sure I’m entirely ready for it. Work starts immediately after training ends, and there’s no time to breathe and internalise the fact that I’m truly an adult now, with no more excuses about being in education or training.
On one hand, I really just want to curl up in bed and be a NEET. There’s just something so appealing about being absolutely free of responsibility. But on the other hand, I’ve studied for years and years for this moment. Granted, it wasn’t exactly what I envisioned as a child, but the past half-decade of learning has been dedicated to this career, and it’s a career that I do enjoy. It’s not exactly my greatest dreams come true, but it’s certainly a culmination of all that I’ve done so far in life, and something I look forward to.
It’s more than a little intimidating though. Patient lives are literally at stake, and I have to accept full responsibility for any mistakes I make. It feels like the calm before the storm right now, and I hope I can cope.
I do feel lucky though, that my life has been pretty smooth-sailing thus far. I’ve had supportive parents who have given me everything I could possibly need. I’ve had pretty much some of the best education one can get, gotten into the schools I wanted to enter, got into a university course that was my second (and on hindsight, the best) choice, and got myself a stable job (pending a 6 month probation period) at my training institution, just as I was about to scramble to send out my resume and find a job elsewhere. I certainly haven’t had as many downs as ups, and I can only be grateful for it.
So here’s to keeping patients safe and well, to filing taxes, to managing bills, and to successful adulting.