I'm a former Swimming pro, after getting nerve damage in my jaw I started coaching instead. After a few years of doing this, I became and librarian. This was the best job and I loved it.
At age 26 I realized I was mentally bullied by my closest boss and I decided I was at the lowest point in my life. I started hating myself and everything I did felt like a failure. So I took the big decision to quit my job.
While quitting my job I felt freedom but it only lasted a few hours. Anxiety from my parents worrying about my future and my pension hit me hard. I was a girl with a plan, I knew what I wanted and I always succeeded in getting it.
Now I stood without a job, I was single (or at least in a complicated relationship with a man from England) and I had no idea what to do. I moved back to my parents and so a new chapter started.
I created Rise Up Diaries as a way to daily log everything I did. But also get a reason to leave my self-pity and patheticness behind in my bed. I needed a reason to leave the house and to see the world and to find happiness again.
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