I knew it was time to leave my job, when I woke up in the morning and despite how much going into work seemed like the right thing to do, I refused to get out of bed because it wasn't the right thing for me. I didn't care if I was going to be late because if I was honest with myself, I didn't want to go.
I rolled over, called out, and crawled back into bed. I sent my resignation letter and realized that I had never felt more free. I regained control of my life and was finally "reclaiming my time."
The lack of desire didn't make the transition any easier because I didn't choose entrepreneurship. Entrepreneurship chose me. It's been ten years in the making, but I'm here. I'm happy. I'm healthy. I'm healed. I'm whole. And I'm free. 🥂 Cheers to loving who you are, embracing the ups and downs of life, and all that we learn along the way!
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