About a month ago I was hired at a community fitness center. I don’t want to go into specific details about the job because of privacy reasons, but the job was something that I’ve wanted ever since I began my road to recovery from depression. My fiancée’ and family were proud of me finally getting over the hump and getting a job. I was proud of myself as well. Landing a job, after almost two years of not working, was the ultimate goal of my recovery process. I wanted to work part-time and ease my way into things so that I don’t relapse. So far, things have been going well.
That’s not to say that getting a job has completely healed me. The first few days at work were terrifying. The fear of the unknown is one of the most paralyzing feelings to have, so it was tough to head into a new position and do my duties. However, I know that over time I will get my comfortable with the role and my stress will go down. Anything new is always a little scary, but over time it gets better.
I sat on my butt for almost two years doing nothing, so it’s also good to get up and interact with people at work. During the depths of my depression, I could go weeks without talking to anyone outside of my apartment. Now I am interacting with more people, even if it’s just a “hello”. Work has also made me more active. I routinely take around 5000 steps during a four hour shift, so I’m on my feet more and burning more calories. This is great for me because I am in the fitness industry and need to be more active. I’ve probably gained 20-25 pounds since I’ve had depression symptoms, and my depression medications do have some side effects that cause weight gain. However, the weight gain has probably more likely been to me being too lazy to cook my own food. I don’t know how many times I have had fast food during the past two years.
So far, so good. I recently met a new co-worker who really made me enjoy my job more because she is so passionate, and it rubbed off on me. I hope that things continue on the right track!