I stared out the window seat and saw nothing but mountains. The sky was clear and the ginger ale I was drinking definitely tasted better because I was 30,000 ft. up. I closed my eyes and smiled — life had changed so radically in five months.
I’ve always been the kind of person scared to take risks. I consider myself someone who lives more on the safe side, and when I say safe, sometimes I can be borderline boring. I normally spend so much time weighing out the risks and effects of any and everything that I end up going the safe route just because.
That all changed for me this year.
Most moments always feel like “just yesterday,” but for some reason this day feels so long ago. I was sitting at my desk, FedEx-ing leases while dealing with a disgruntled tenant, when my boss at the time started calling for me with a sense of urgency. I stop what I’m doing, ran over and went to his office only to find out he needed me to get him a tea. I stared at him so perplexed, despite the fact that this was nothing out of the ordinary.
Most of the time spent at my 9-5 was dedicated to miscellaneous tasks that my bosses were too lazy to do. I went into the kitchen and just stopped and thought to myself, “I don’t want to make people coffee anymore, I cannot do this.” I thought about every time I had received an email for a gig and couldn’t attend it because of “work.” I thought about all I had went through with school, what I was dealing with in regards to my moms health, etc. I pretty much thought about how miserable I would be if I continued to waste time and not fully pursue my passions.
As I brought the tea back to his office, I had already made up my mind. It was time for a change.
That week continued to be very crappy, but I’ve never been the kind of person to just up & quit something, so I decided to give myself and my job the proper two weeks to plan and say goodbye. I made spread sheets of potential gigs, as well as the realistic budget I would need to live comfortably and cover all my bills.
I spent those two weeks having dinner and long FaceTime calls with people I felt were already pursuing their passions. I told them what I was planning to do and asked all of them to keep me in mind for future work. I was overwhelmed with support and positive feedback that I truly started to feel okay with my decision. The last conversation I had was with mom. My mom wholeheartedly supported my decision and that’s what sealed the deal for me.
The biggest reason I can get up every morning and pursue my passions is because of my support system. The fact that I’m surrounded by a bunch of people whom I love, that are literally cheering me on as I run through this thing called life, is absolutely exhilarating. I go through periods of self doubt all the time, but that support system keeps me grounded.
The next reason, which might sound somewhat cliche, is that I feel like it’s my only purpose. It’s self fulfilling, it’s challenging and it’s the only thing that truly makes me happy. My mom always told me “the only person that you know will be there every minute of everyday, that will never let you down, that will always be there, is YOU”.
For my life to be successful, it had to start with me taking that risk a year ago. I had to do it my way. I don’t know if everyone is built for this lifestyle, but I do know everyone deserves to be happy and live to their full potential. You must always keep in mind, that the journey you take is just as important to the end result and even though there will be dark trials and tribulations, you cant let those times steer you from moving forward. It is up to you, to decide what that means for you. As for me, I’m just ready to continue to raise the bar higher and work more.