Almost a year ago today I formally left the civil service. Handing in my notice was one of the hardest things I've voluntarily done. I'd joined the civil service immediately after leaving university and loved it. I'd done incredibly exciting things, from meeting ministers, working on policy as it was formed, going to No. 10 and to the House of Commons and even working overseas in the Philippines. The work was meaningful, enjoyable and interesting; I'd worked with some of the best, friendliest and most talented colleagues you could hope for ask for; and, for many years, a lot of my hopes, dreams and ambitions had been bound up in being a civil servant. For me, being a civil servant was more than just a job or even a profession; it was a core part of my identity.
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On Leaving the Civil Service
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Almost a year ago today I formally left the civil service. Handing in my notice was one of the hardest things I've voluntarily done. I'd joined the civil service immediately after leaving university and loved it. I'd done incredibly exciting things, from meeting ministers, working on policy as it was formed, going to No. 10 and to the House of Commons and even working overseas in the Philippines. The work was meaningful, enjoyable and interesting; I'd worked with some of the best, friendliest and most talented colleagues you could hope for ask for; and, for many years, a lot of my hopes, dreams and ambitions had been bound up in being a civil servant. For me, being a civil servant was more than just a job or even a profession; it was a core part of my identity.