One thing my mom didn’t teach me was to have confidence in myself. I wasn’t raised to compete with others, so there really isn’t a competitive bone in my body. That is good and not necessarily bad. I do not see competition because I am great at whatever I do. When it comes to coming out of my own version of Charnice land, that’s when my confidence can go down. Over time, I’ve gotten better, and I know what that drop feels like up close.
My previous boss told me I had no skills to ask for a raise, and this was after they moved me into a new position that was supposedly perfect for me because of my skill set. It seemed like all the hard work I put in was still amounting to nothing, no matter what I did at the company. I actually lost money because of that new position. I got a promotion on paper and a demotion in everything else, from health to finances. I hate how that made me feel, how anxious and upset I was about my job around my daughter. I didn’t want my woes to be hers, so I put my head down to change things. Within two years, I ran an entire department by myself, graduated from a master’s program, earned a couple more certifications, and left that job for a better opportunity, with no plans to look back. It was as though they were purposefully undervaluing and underpaying me. They underestimated what one person could do, so I made sure they remembered...
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