Up until this point in my life, this was by far the biggest decision I’d ever had to make. I’d been offered a position at an incredible company. Voted as the second best place to work Australia, I’d be joining a company unlike any other in the country and throwing myself well and truly outside my comfort zone – not to mention a different city altogether).

I’d been offered a position at an incredible company. Voted as the second best place to work Australia, I knew that the company I’d be joining was unlike anywhere else in the country. It was a huge opportunity for personal growth and development. I’d be throwing myself well and truly outside my comfort zone, not to mention into a different city altogether.

In Melbourne I had my friends, my family, my life. I was living at home. Any money I earned went towards the limited bills I had and my Saturday night drinking fund. Life was great, but there was no challenge. It was safe, predictable and nothing like what I wanted – or needed. I knew that they would all come and visit me. I knew the support would always be there.

There was no way I wasn’t going to grab my opportunity with both hands. I flew up to Sydney and found an apartment around the corner from the office, and signed the lease papers a few days later. The move itself was relatively easy and hassle-free thanks to the brilliant organisational skills of my parents (but mostly mum). And the rest, as they say, is history.