There other day I was recalling when I worked a 9-5. I would pull up to the parking lot and sit for like 15 minutes contemplating should I go inside or drive the fuck off and never come back.
It's not that I hated my job. I actually loved it. I just hated some of the people on my job tbh. They were draining and they reflected back to me how mediocre, petty, unambitious and unaware of my true desires that I truly was.
When I left the job, I did wonder what everyone would think of me and I was determined to be super successful to show them I could do it. 10 years later, I realize that it's not about success, it's about living the life that feels really friggin good to me on a daily. There are some days I sell loads of soaps and some days that I sell none. But on both of the days, I have found that just being able to wake up, have tea, not comb my hair for a few days or just hang with my kids is the real life that I wanted.
This is just a reminder to not live a life that drains the life from you. Do what tf you want. Like the old soap theme song, "You only got one life to live"!
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