When I quit my corporate job on the 20th of November, 2017.
“Office Space” in Real Life
I quit when a cheap printer became more important to my bosses than people
— I made my self a promise,
“I’ll pursue what makes me happy”, I never thought about “Well, what if it doesn’t work?”.
It’s a fair question, but I didn’t think about it.
When I started doing what made me happy, weekends became a chore — I couldn’t wait for Monday to come.
I live for the Mondays.
I set three goals for myself:
Setup a Research Firm.
Pursue my passion for Writing.
Go to the Gym.
I focused my energy on all three.
The Research Firm started to do well, and I stayed with it.
My writing wasn’t getting enough attention, but my words kept feeding my thirst to keep writing.
The time I put in the Gym improved my health and body.
I knew I was on the right path.
As I’m nearing the date on which I quit my job, I ask myself this
— Did my plans come to fruition?
My Research Firm is doing well.
My Gym Time is paying off.
My Writing got acknowledged by the good folks at Medium.
What do I need to work on the most that brings me the most joy, before I reach 20th of November, 2018?
So I made the bold decision that I’m handing over my Research Firm over to the good people that were there when I first started it, I’ll still be around if they need me — but I’m taking a break to pursue my passion; because I’ve found it.
I had given myself a year before to reach my goals, and so far I’d say I’ve done well for myself.
So I ask myself this, what’s the worst that can happen?
My pursuit of writing won’t be realised as a stable source of income?
I won’t stop writing though.
I just won’t pursue it as a career, if I fail.
But I won’t know if I’ve failed, unless I give it my undivided attention, and engross myself fully into perfecting it.
My dream is to remove everything else and just do writing full-time.
So far, I know I can continue to do it — because I’ve earned enough that if I’m careful, I’ll make it.
If I get lucky, Medium will help me with a few extra dollars.
But right now, I’m not writing for money.
I’m writing because I want to.
I’m writing because it makes me happy.
I’m writing because I want it to be my career.
When the money in the bank runs out, I’ll go back to doing Research and still write on the side.
But I absolutely need to give it all my time.
Which means, I must publish everyday.
If you’re in a debacle, ask yourself — what’s the worst that can happen?
That person you’ve been admiring, ask them out — what’s the worst that can happen?
That passion you’ve had for learning how to aviate — what’s the worst that can happen?
That passion you’ve always had to be a featured writer — what’s the worst that can happen?
You won’t know, if you don’t try.
Risk it all, and give it a shot at least — good things will happen.
You’ll be satisfied you tried, instead of looking back years from now thinking of all the reasons why you didn’t.