Following my own advice has proven harder than I thought. Taking big risks and letting go was not taught to me in my “play it safe, walk the middle of the road” upbringing.
But where has the middle of the road taken me? To a job I loathe and a career path to nowhere. I did what I thought I should and now I am where I don’t wanna be… STUCK.
Between a rock and a hard place. Between a good paycheck and a job that feels like just that.. A job. “They” say if you do what you love, you will never have to “work” again. I’m thinking more and more that “they” got it right on the money– even if it means actually having no money.
My girl Tee, who lives and breathes in her passion always says , “Yes, I’m kinda broke. But I wake up happy. Do you?”
No, I don’t. As a matter of fact, I wake up everyday and debate calling in sick. I get anxiety on Sundays as 7:00 am on Monday morning draws near.
“Bullshit is NOT an obligation.” Right? Right.
With that said, I now realize my priorities need to change. Five years later, I think I finally have the balls to do what I was too afraid to– bounce. Money doesn’t buy you happiness…. Amen, hallelujah, hollaback.
So here I go, on my journey to FUNemployment. I have a plan…. Step one is to JUMP.
Let’s get lifted.