One year ago I decided that I was going to take a completely different path.
That I was finally going to listen to myself about doing what I needed to do to be happy. I was miserable at my job, sick, traveling every week, tired, and blocked, creatively.
I had always been a hobbyist photographer but never considered it for my career until taking classes last year. I never grew up thinking you could be an artist and also be successful. I knew that I was always naturally good at photography and now even more so, and that I could actually use it as a medium to live my purpose and also monetize it into a business.
As months went on in my soul sucking but relatively easy and stable job (easy meaning the work load was light, not very stimulating, and in comparison to running a business, very light) - every bone in my body knew I was going to make this leap towards a creative endeavor - towards working for myself, and taking this risk. I had a deadline. I was completely tuned out of my job. It was only a matter of time.
But then the universe simultaneously threw two surgeries and one car accident at me in a three month time span, so I knew that it was my time to make a shift because what other sign says, "life is fucking short, be happy" other than a car accident. It was my wake up call to make changes on the inside and out. That I was spending too much time down a path I thought made me seem successful, when I was really just empty inside.
Well here I am today: Busier than ever, growing my clientele, slowly but surely achieving my goals, finding new ones, evolving, happy, and also building another business as I continue to grow this one.
Doesn't mean there weren't bumps along the way. There were several nights where I was about to throw in the towel, scour jobs on Linked In and call it quits.
But I kept going. I keep going. I know I am on the right path. Just because I have bad days or get thrown a curveball doesn't mean I should quit, it actually confirms that I am in the right place.
My point is this: whether you are 25, 35, or 55, it's never too late to change your direction and go after the life you want. I know it sounds corny and cliche, but I really mean it. You can change so much in one year if you work really hard, hustle, and persist. I can't even believe how incredible it feels to really be in a different place and to see the fruits of my labor.
I was so down a year ago - I had so much stress and anxiety because I knew I was in the wrong career. I never fit the mold of corporate America - but I tried it. I felt like a failure each time. Why doesn't this make me happy? Why don't I want to rise up in this company? I was like a square peg in a round hole. I could have never imagined being where I am today.
I felt like a failure each time. Why doesn't this make me happy? Why don't I want to rise up in this company? I was like a square peg in a round hole.
This took a lot of hustle, persistence, and sacrifice (and it still will) but ....it was well worth it. I have still a long way to go - many hours to work - many people to meet - and so much to learn - but I am on my way. Being where I am today is incredible, but still scary.
The unknowns are big - which makes for a lot of fear and required persistence. This is something that gets easier over time but comes with the territory. Persistence comes when you want something bad enough that you don't care how much you get knocked down. You have to wake up every morning ready to go.
You can completely change your life in year if you are dedicated enough, if you don't turn around when faced with failure, and when you persist, fail, and then persist some more.