I can vividly picture my first day at Bizom. Only one question kept throttling my cerebral nerves: Will the college girl fit into the corporate dynamics? I felt like running back to my hometown. No really! I was too scared of everything around me. I have been a good student all my life, and the performance pressure has been my best buddy. No matter what I do and wherever I go, it sneakily follows. Having entered an entirely new world, I instantly felt my best friend’s presence but didn’t want it with me this time.
I felt imposter syndrome enveloping me, and I questioned my worth, skills, and capabilities. Questions like, will I ever fit in?
I was also surprised and overwhelmed when I was finally entrusted with essential responsibilities. The team’s trust in me allowed me to garner praise and develop likeness amongst my peers. Sure, I made terrible mistakes and failed to craft compelling stories, but those anecdotes later turned into stories filled with riots of laughter and humor.
I am joyfully surprised that I no longer fear negative remarks, feedback, or harsh criticism because I have learned to embrace this era of the most significant learnings in my life. The last 90 days around the sun at Bizom have been nothing but magical, and I owe it to the culture, leadership, my team, and everyone kind enough to pass a smile (Or wave) while I carry my exhausted self around.
Also, kudos to Bangalore weather for just existing there to uplift the blues. (I am still homesick, though).