Disein For Studio Apartment
Work is an important component of each of us. For some, she's a way to satisfy her own ambition. For others, pleasure. But for everyone, it's a source of income. And all the more scary when your beautiful favorite job suddenly announces its departure!
I'm a professional journalist. I've never been a poor student, but I've been working in the media for years at university. After getting a diploma, he was in the state. For more than 10 years, she worked on television in eastern Kazakhstan. The author of numerous programmes on environment, child-related issues has even created the first mini-serial in my region for those who wish to study the State language. With good ratings. Love of viewers, confession. My work has always been highly valued.
The natural career stage is an invitation to the Republican telecanal as his own correspondent. Payroll, status, respect. A growing self-esteem. Six years of success. But in 2011, the management decides to close news in Russian and reprofil the national television station, which broadcasts only in Kazakh. The country needed it. But what about us? All Russians are downsizing. And I, confident, recognized by colleagues and management, will suddenly remain unworked. And it's like a shoe on the head! It's been really good lately. Living for myself, working for the benefit of society, moving towards its goals... And there's someone else's decisions changing the situation dramatically, leaving me behind. To say that I was laughing, not to say anything!
But that was the end of the day to change your life and become even more successful. Learn to make money, not live on one salary. A valuable experience! Today, I already know that I can overcome this kind of shock. But then...
How do you survive the dismissal?
It's the most important thing to survive. Psychologically, it's very complicated. The questions are: how could this happen, and with me? Is it so smart, literate, loved by your viewers? The tears are secret so that no one can find out that I'm strong and brave, and suddenly I'm crying too... I guess it'd be easier not to TAYCOM. But it's below my dignity, whispering a proud inner voice. Although I recommend the opposite: cry, light will come. And let the family support! I had to do it alone. Not to hurt the loved ones. It hurts.
