I quit my job a while ago but I feel compelled to write about it now. I quit because I wasn’t happy. Going to work became a real drag on me emotionally and physically. I started getting twitches in my eyes, cheeks, and lips while at work. The thought of work sent me over the edge. Oh, the anxiety, I don’t even know where, to begin with, that but it was bad. So, I quit. I gave 30 days notice, trained my successor, and peace-d out.
The scary part
As I left the building, I knew this chapter of my life had ended and I was off to start a new one. I was scared. Terrified. That feeling didn’t last for long because at the same moment the happiness I felt when I exited the back door was empowering enough. I was FREE.
Get this, I didn’t have a job lined up. My savings was next to nil. There wasn’t any time for chillaxing. Yet at that moment, I knew made the right decision.
How do you know?
Something tells you that you can do more, that you are worth more, that there is more. At least that’s how it happened for me. I was constantly having those thoughts. As I began to believe those thoughts, my world became smaller, more restricting and suffocating. I started to hate my job and myself. I stopped socializing, working out, eating healthy. My work morale was poor. I couldn’t stand the sight of my co-workers. I just wasn’t in a good place. That’s when I knew something had to change but it was hard, so hard to take the leap.
A good job
I had one of those jobs people dream of having. On paper, the job, the salary, the benefits, looked great. My partner would ask me, “Are you sure you wanna leave the job?”. Then I’d rethink things and would convince myself to stay. That lasted for about a week then I’d be right back to panic attacks and screaming “I have no time for anything.” After a year of this vicious cycle, I quit. So yes, the job was a good one but it wasn’t for me.
Cush to hard working
Being self-employed is a billion times harder than working for someone. It’s also a billion times more rewarding too. IMHO. Being self-employed requires me to take responsibility for my life and career choices. It was a responsibility I was ready for. I love being self-employed.
Of course, it’s not all roses
Anytime hard work is involved it undoubtedly means long hours, learning new material, be disciplined, being physically and mentally present at all times. Those things are challenging but less so when you’re doing it for your best interests. Which makes it all worthwhile in the end.
There’s not a lot I would do-over other than reading and saving more. But to this day, I have no regrets. I’m self-employed and have been for most of my career. I’ve always known that this was the way for me. I don’t come from a family of entrepreneurs. I don’t have a degree in business. I’m an ordinary person who got into massage to be my own boss. So that’s what I did. Why did you get into massage?
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