One week from today I will technically be unemployed, jobless, a bum, whatever you want to call it.
For most people that would be extremely devastating.
Myself, on the other hand, could not be any more eager for the opportunity!
I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I don’t know my next move.
Everything feels sort of irrational and up in the air.
My family thinks I’m crazy. My mom keeps pressuring me “You HAVE to have a job!”
& me…. I feel somewhere between super nervous & extremely excited.
I just want to do what makes me happy! I’m trying to figure out how to support MY dreams. I know we all are.
Im not talking about the ones that I was told to have growing up. To me, success is more than just a large salary.
The older I get the more I realize how little adults actually have anything figured out.
After much evaluation – I have come to view adult-hood, or moreso the working world, as a cycle.
There are bills that must be paid (and student loans), so you have to get a job (& fast). Aside from the fact that you probably chose a career path at the confused and vulnerable age of 17, most people are rushed into figuring things out. Once a job is attained, I feel like people get either stuck or comfortable. Always wanting more, but always having to pay those bills (& eat). No one seems to have time (or energy after working all day) to take a step back and reflect on what they actually WANT; or they don’t have the opportunity to do what they want due to life obligations, social ties, etc.
THIS SHIT IS SCARY.
Part of me, yes, feels like I am trying to run away from all responsibility and (literally) hide under a rock.
But on the other hand – stepping back and evaluating what it is I REALLY want and HOW I’m going to make that happen – seems much more logical at 24, 1 year after college grad, than waiting until 30 – 6 years into a job that I hate.
I mean… I do have an IT degree from a D-1 school. I will always have that to use and/or fall back on.
I might even land a nice remote job – who knows?!
Every moment that I don’t spend working towards MY dream, I spend taking away from it.
Every day that I go into that office, I will never get back. Each night when I come home, I am honestly exhausted, though I stay up late researching and writing – because I enjoy doing that. Just to wake up dreading having to get out of bed, drive the hour to work, waste 9 more, just to drive another hour home. Thats' 11 hours a day! Imagine what you could do with 11 extra hours a day! I might even stop talking myself out of going to the gym – ha!
I’m trusting my heart on this one.
If you’re reading this – I hope you are doing what you truly want to do. Or at least working towards it.
Even if it’s only on the weekends.
& Thank you for supporting my journey!
Every like, comment, & share helps me get to where I’m meant to be.
♥ Haley Jane
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