Writing things out always seems to help me, so here I go...excuse the length!
About 3 years ago, after graduating university, I decided to move to a beautiful area and work at a hotel to "find myself". I did not want to pursue a career associated with my degree (political science) and so I thought this was a good idea. I DID find myself in this place, and still live here, its gorgeous! I began working in a customer service role, which was enjoyable, while taking post-graduate classes in marketing. The hotel is part of a large chain, and I had a goal of moving from my customer service role to a marketing role...which would be a long road but I was ready and determined. While completing my courses and learning as much as I could, I also worked full time, trying to build a solid reputation with the company. After about a year and a half of this, I was able to convince the hotels marketing department to allow me to help out and "shadow" the department from time to time in order to further get my name out there and build a strong reputation. I did this while also joining a volunteer committee within the hotel, so all was good and well. A job eventually came up in the department, and I was told to apply, with the manager hinting that I would be given a longer look than other candidates given my initiative. Great! I got the job, and was extremely happy.
Then the guilt kicked in. Despite not needing to - this was a very entry level position, requiring more of a desire to learn than anything else - I felt insecure enough to embellish on a past job experience, one I worked at over 3 years prior. I gave myself a better title and added responsibilities. The funny thing - none of these added responsibilities had anything to do with my new job! Perhaps transferable skills, but nothing else. I immediately felt a wave of guilt, and a year later, it persists. I have been working in this job for over a year now, and I continually feel a sense of guilt, despite being great and contributing above and beyond my expectations. I have even taken on a larger work load as a result...which may be over compensation from my guilt...who knows, but I get the work done, and the quality is always superb.
I suppose its also worth noting that although i embellished, or lied, about my experience, I never lied about my skills. Its never right to lie, but the added responsibilities and title, in my view I suppose at the time, better reflected my capabilities and my potential, and I guess at the time lying was the best way to reflect this.
Anyways...it feels good to write this, and I hope I can get over the guilt one day. I know I should feel better...this was a secluded mistake and does not reflect my character, and I have DEFINITELY learned to never do this again. In fact, the positives from this experience are that I have made many positive changes in my life. But the fact remains - nearly every day I feel down about this blemish.