Feel so alone but at the same time
I feel so alive
My time here is over
I’m off to a new place
A new life
It seems like yesterday I had it all
And nothing was wrong
But the times are changing
And I am moving on…
(Weekend Excursion, Moving On)
Thank you SO MUCH for all of your support about my new business adventure.
I’m both very excited & very apprehensive.
So many days I would come home & find myself very….blank. Empty.
I absolutely loved working with my patients, but as a whole, my job was not very fulfilling. I wasn’t passionate about it.
At first, that’s how I thought it was supposed to be. I mean, no one would work if they didn’t have to, right? Wrong.
Have you ever been asked the question, “If you won the lottery would you quit your job?”
As I kid I used to [snottily] reply “Of course not. I would love my job. Duh.” (Ah, the wisdom of a 5 year old).
But I think my 5 year old self was on to something. Why shouldn’t I love what I do so much that I wouldn’t quit if I was a bajillionaire?
This isn’t something I just thought about out of the blue. I’ve been thinking about it for years. When I say I wasn’t passionate about my job, I really mean: I was miserable.
Being unhappy at work bleeds into your every day life. I wasn’t being the person I wanted to be.
I had always dreamed & planned to start my own counseling practice one day. I was going to work at my job, start a company, then eventually work for myself full time.
That’s all well & good, but nothing was happening.
So I decided to take the plunge. My job & I went our separate ways, and I dove in to start my business head first.
I’m not really sure what I feel. It’s an odd mixture of relief & sheer terror.
Even though I have no idea whether I will succeed or not, I can feel the weight on my shoulders lifting. It’s not gone, but I’m definitely standing taller.
And I am moving on… 🙂