{"id":31,"date":"2022-05-06T04:01:02","date_gmt":"2022-05-06T04:01:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/?p=31"},"modified":"2022-05-06T04:01:02","modified_gmt":"2022-05-06T04:01:02","slug":"a-new-hope","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/2022\/05\/06\/a-new-hope\/","title":{"rendered":"A New Hope"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>The last time I saw my mom she commented on how things like sci-fi and computers were boring and that those were things that men like to talk about. She was worried about me as I struggled in limbo after the bootcamp, unemployed and enduring interviews she could never know the half of. She pleaded with me to get a job as a barista or a dog walker maybe. I&#8217;m not sure if she didn&#8217;t believe in me or just plain didn&#8217;t understand white collar jobs beyond secretary. She certainly didn&#8217;t believe in herself. For a brief time she was a secretary for some oil and gas company or something. She learned how to type and run punch cards through the old computers. I&#8217;ll always wonder what got in the way of that. Did she think it was too boring? Or was it &#8220;too hard&#8221; causing her to give up? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I needed professional help and despite having many therapists in life and failed medication, I persisted. And so glad that I did. All it took for me was the right team and the will to get better at whatever cost. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, it&#8217;s still a process, but I was healing at a great pace. Some time had passed and I was getting desperate for a job to get me out of the miserable search for that first tech job. I lowered my standards, looked at tech adjacent roles, and finally got one! The interview was terribly easy to pass and I was way overqualified for placing ad breaks for a video streaming company, but fuck it, I just needed an in. My first white collar job.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The last time I saw my mom she commented on how things like sci-fi and computers were boring and that those were things that men like to talk about. She was worried about me as I struggled in limbo after the bootcamp, unemployed and enduring interviews she could never know the half of. She pleaded [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":12396,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/12396"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31\/revisions\/32"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oregonstate.edu\/sharpkel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}