Good morning, everyone.
I was quite eager to do a “2007 versus 2017” series post and I had the fun surprise of looking back into my old journal entries only to discover I didn’t write a single post in June 2007!
I will give you a comparable 2007 versus 2017 substitute.
I have a good entry from May 2007 about my feelings regarding leaving the Marine Corps. The timing works well because I started my new position in higher education. I still work serving a military affiliated student population but I made the dramatic shift from being student facing to a non student facing opportunity. Last week was my first week in my new role and I am just floored by the welcoming company culture. As a veteran, I do find I get somewhat skittish that I’ll be judged for my visible tattoo (although I frequently wear long sleeves since office environments tend to be colder than I like), my preference for ponytails versus fully done up hair, and my sporadic use of makeup.
Society judges women heavily and it hasn’t seemed to matter at what age or in what industry. The rules are written and unwritten. The looks for stepping outside those “norms” feel the same. Any time I’ve changed my working environment I question what will my peer treatment look like, what will my supervisor’s rules look like, and what infringement will the company place on my personal expression. My desire to be more myself was a key part of leaving the Marine Corps. Over the years, I’ve come to see pushing and prodding to adhere to desired female beauty standards and thankfully last week I was rewarded by the visual confirmation my new company permits a lot of personal expression. Some female peers have full sleeve tattoos, others enjoy wearing shorts and jeans (as permitted by their departments), and makeup is worn from the slight touch of lip color and mascara to a fully done face with false lashes.
I feel more at home than I expected I would as a new employee. I am quite happy and I feel once I get the hang of my work responsibilities this happiness will only magnify. I don’t feel like the lost person I felt I was in May 2007.
Below is one of two entries I wrote for May 23, 2007. I am not sharing the earlier one as I included some personally identifying information for family friends and I don’t want to worry about anyone having that person’s address. (By the way, anyone who knows how I feel about fireworks might laugh that back then I still thought I’d enjoy them!)
Take care and have a great weekend.