In my first few months at work, the pressure was too much for me to handle — partly because I was juggling my studies along with my recruitment career. As a twenty-two-year-old girl who’s used to achieving everything she sets her mind to, the hardest pill to swallow was the fact that I wasn’t doing well in one aspect of my life. I grew up as an achiever — a perfectionist — and admitting that I wasn’t doing well at something I chose to do was a punch in the gut. Despite all the struggles, I knew that giving up was never an option. As I decided to show up consistently, I eventually had the time to show what I was capable of, and I wouldn’t have done any of it without the people who supported me along the way.