Employed to Unemployed: A Cinderella Story

If you were to talk to me a week ago, I would probably be crying, complaining, and hopeless. You would basically want to run away from me and never look back.

A week ago I was preparing for a Sunday School lesson about the love of Heavenly Father. I had just read about tender mercies. I love tender mercies. They bring so much comfort and reassurance to me. It is a way for me to feel like I am on the right track. That I am going to be okay. That I am progressing in life. I had just read the definition of a tender mercy as, " a personal and timely message of comfort and reassurance through an action". I was finally beginning to feel like my life was going alright. I had a decent job, a part time job, and was coming up with some pretty sweet plans for the next few months. I was going to travel. I was going to learn. I was going to explore.

Then everything seemed to come crashing down. I was soon on the phone with Shannon. Crying. Asking why tender mercies seemed to not last a long time. I dont know if you know Shannon Durr, but you should, because she is so comforting and knows exactly what to say. She reminded me that tender mercies were to help us remember the blessings when things seemed to be going bad. Here I was, DEMANDING blessings. I wanted my life to only be highs, I dont want any of that low stuff. I dont want the trials. I am sick of the trials. But once again, my sweet sister reminded me that we need those trials.

I did something bold this week. Something out of my character. With the support of my family and a push from the Lord, I walked out of my job on Monday. Once again, if you know me, you know how much I disliked the job. It was so draining. I know that a lot of it had to do with my personal attitude, but come on enough was enough. I wont go into much detail, but a lot of people who know what was going on kept asking me why I was even working there. I still had my part time job, so I was not too worried about not having a job. After I walked out, I called my dad (crying). Came home talked to my mom and step dad and cried. I am pretty sure I had a panic attack. Did I do the right thing? Was the smart? What could I have done differently? Was I being a baby? I was home and free. I watched an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Went to the store with my mom. Ran two miles. And then the unthinkable happened, the same day I had interview--at a law office. A FREAKING LAW OFFICE!!

I went to the interview. I was still all freaked out about what happened that morning so I felt like I did a terrible job at the interview. I went to my part time job that night. On Tuesday I received an email inviting me to a second interview for Wednesday. I went to the interview, I felt like I embarrassed myself. Talked way too much about weird things, did not fit into what they were looking for. They told me they would tell me about the position by the end of next week. I was prepared to continue my part time job at the tax office and then after tax season I was going to travel and hangout in Europe for a couple of weeks. Why not? I had just walked out of my job, got kicked off my dad's health insurance, no social life. I just felt hopeless, so I figured if I was going to be hopeless and what I thought was a loser, I was going to travel and blow up my Instagram account so everyone can be jealous of my picture perfect life.

However, I do not know what I did right. I do not know how Heavenly Father still has a desire to bless me when I am demanding things to go my way. BECAUSE, Thursday I got a call from the law office. They were done conducting interviews and they wanted ME to work for them. That is right...ME!!!! AISHA!!!!!!! AISHA FREAKING PLOTH!!!! I am going to work at a NON PROFIT LAW OFFICE!!!!!!!! Oh and I am going to have health insurance. And I get to use my degree. To say I am excited would be an understatement. I was crying and freaking out. I was on cloud nine.

I had this crazy week. Every night I would go to bed and would start freaking out about quitting my job. Feeling like I was irresponsible. Questioning every choice I had made up to this point in my life. It might sound dramatic, but I am being serious. I was dying inside. This week was emotionally and mentally draining, but also uplifting I finally feel like I am going down the right path. On top of all that I worked everyday at my part-time job, so I did not lose any working hours. They have been so supported of me quitting my job and going on the interview for the other job. I am truly blessed. It just comes to show that you never know what is in store for your life. It might seem to be going terribly and you want to give up, but then BAM things turn around.

Oh and I start Monday at the law office.