And i cried many times before/after it
I cried several times before finally deciding to call it quits with my full time job.
A little late to this update, but it’s been a full month since I left my full time job.
When my ex colleagues and friends asked what I would be doing after leaving, I joked that I would finally “sleep 8 hours a day”.
But in the first week, my heart was filled with anxiety and a bit (okay, a BIG bit) of fear. I could barely sleep. I kept wondering if I was acting like a wilful child, walking away from a role that was, by most standards, decent. Decent pay, decent stability.
I have always told my friends that I was really lucky to land that role, with good bosses and a team with zero politics.
But deep down, I knew it wasn’t serving me well mentally, nor was it taking my career where I wanted it to go. At one point, I could not get through a week without asking for extra wfh days or taking half a day off.
I remember telling my boss these exact words, “I lost the spark. I don’t know how to drive these projects if I don’t believe in them myself.”
I have always been a rather goal oriented person. I squeeze my brain dry to come up with plan B or plan C, and if there isn’t one, I will push to drill plan A right into place. So having to give up because I could not achieve it made me feel like an absolute failure. I really did not know how to process that feeling.
All of this also came at a point when my small business was struggling to scale, simply because I did not have the time or the mental headspace for it.
It felt extremely soul sucking to feel so under fulfilled in my full time job, one that I was once really proud of 😭, while my passion project, my craft studio, was constantly limited by my capacity while working full time.
Thankfully, I have the loveliest participants joining my workshops 🥹 Very often we end up chatting like long time friends. And when I shared that I had faint thoughts of taking a leap of faith to run my craft studio full time, I received many encouraging words with the most earnest eyes “Yes, you should.” “I’m so excited for you.”
AIYOOOO yall so sweeeeeet 🥹🥹🥹🥹
Fast forward a couple of months later, this little dream has slowly wriggled its way into reality.
Yes, I am now fun employed. Having fun being a LBN while figuring out the next moves, making big boss decisions for my little business, and submitting proposals without having to seek clearance from anyone. HAHAHAHAA it’s 10% nerve wrecking, but 90% rejuvenating change after being a corporate slave for 7 years.
For now, minimum grab rides and bbt until life settles into a better stability.
My heart is nervous, but it is full ❤️























I've been corrected before that LBN meant wife of boss