Ten years ago, I lost more than just a job. It was a loss that affected not only my career, but also my identity and sense of purpose. In an instant, I went from a UN professional with decades of service to an invisible statistic in a system that often consumes its own.
The day my post was abolished, there was no warning, no closure, no golden parachute. It was a quiet erasure, as if my contributions and dedication to the UN were suddenly irrelevant. I was de-linked from my role, my colleagues, and the organization that I had dedicated my life to. I was left with a sense of shock, confusion, and even betrayal.
For years, I had given my all to the UN. I had worked tirelessly, often in difficult and challenging environments, to fulfill the organization’s mandate and make a positive impact in the world. I had seen firsthand the difference that the UN can make in people’s lives, and I was proud to be a part of it.
But when my post was abolished, I felt like all of that didn’t matter anymore. It was a harsh reality that I was not prepared for. Suddenly, I was faced with the daunting task of rebuilding my career and my life.
The job market was tough, and I faced many rejections. Despite my years of experience and expertise, I found it difficult to find a new job. I felt like I was starting from scratch, and it was a humbling experience. It was a reminder that in today’s fast-paced world, no job is secure, no matter how long you have been in it.
But as time went by, I began to see this loss as an opportunity for growth and self-discovery. I took some time to reflect on my strengths, passions, and goals. I realized that I had been so focused on my career that I had neglected other aspects of my life. This was my chance to explore new interests and pursue my personal goals.
I also reached out to my network of colleagues and friends, many of whom had also faced similar challenges in their careers. Their support and advice were invaluable, and I realized that I was not alone in this experience. Together, we shared our stories, our struggles, and our triumphs. It was a reminder that the UN may have taken away my job, but it could never take away the friendships and connections I had made along the way.
Most importantly, I learned to let go of my attachment to my job title and instead focus on the meaningful work that I had done. I had made a difference in the lives of others, and that was something that could never be erased. My sense of purpose and fulfillment did not come from a job title, but from the impact I had made.
Today, ten years later, I can look back on that loss with gratitude. It was a difficult and painful experience, but it also led me down a path of self-discovery, growth, and new opportunities. I have found a new career, one that allows me to continue making a positive impact in the world, but also gives me the flexibility and freedom to pursue my personal goals.
Losing my job at the UN was not the end, but rather a new beginning. It taught me resilience, adaptability, and the importance of finding purpose beyond a job title. And I know that no matter what challenges may come my way, I have the strength and determination to overcome them.
To anyone who has experienced a similar loss, I want to remind you that it is not the end of your story. You are more than just a job title, and your worth is not defined by your career. Embrace the opportunity to discover new passions and goals, and trust that you have the strength to overcome any challenge that comes your way. Remember, the UN may have taken away your job, but it could never take away your ability to make a positive impact in the world.
