Last week I lost a ton of weight. It was a weight that I was carrying on my shoulders for many months. The weight was lost as I left my office for the last time carrying my life sized Edward Cullen. Last week I got laid off from my job. Don’t I look pretty happy for someone who has just lost their job?
For the last 22 years, I have made an income as an environmental, health and safety (EHS) professional. I have worked directly for or as a consultant to various industries helping them ensure their operations are in compliance with EHS regulations, developing programs, greening their products, etc. It is something I do well and because I love the natural environment, I understand why what I do is important. I also like helping people, coaching them to make their programs better. It’s always fun when I can work in self-empowerment prinicples without anyone even knowing. That’s when it doesn’t seem like a chore, like a job.
This last job became a job. Things were not working out for me there and I always felt like my management did not value the work that I did. You know I really can’t even remember a time when my management thanked me for working hard or told me really anything positive. But last week, as it became known that I was being let go, it was amazing how many people took the time to reach out and tell me that they liked working with me and valued me as a professional. Other EHS firms have already contacted me. Clients want me to let them know where I land up.
I suddenly felt taller. I felt happier. I realized that I had been carrying around a huge amount of extra weight and losing this weight really makes me want to dance.