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The First Week of a New Job Feels Like a Small Eternity
Five days? How about five centuries?
A few days back, I honestly had no idea how my new job would go. It’s been an interesting experience — particularly because I’ve been working remotely even through training — and I’m actually very lucky. My supervisor seems kind, the coworkers I was able to meet so far were welcoming, and I’ve been complimented for my retention of knowledge.
All wins, right?
But living through it in the moments is tough. The second and third days started with me feeling tremors all over as I thought, “I don’t know if I can do this.” There may even have been a few tears involved. My mind sped up and up and up as my anxiety tried to convince me how unsuited I was to what might await me.
I went through hours of training procedures, all laid out for me in meetings I had, and I followed along while taking as many notes as I could of things that seemed particularly relevant (and useful for later if I ever needed to double-check something). Trepidation fluttered through me as I waited and waited to see what I’d be assigned to do as far as my job duties.
When my supervisor gave me my first project on day three, I felt as if I’d been given a task that required Herculean effort. I was worried over every small…
