Life Change Post
To whom it may concern:
It has come to my attention that I have been failing at life. Sure, it may seem like I’ve been winning, but I’m a good pretender. I haven’t been doing what makes me happy. I haven’t been making progress toward my goals. I’ve been doing the safe thing, full of stress and money.
Now that I have saved up a decent amount of cash, it’s time for me to be brave and grab hold of my last few years of youth. Fear of being poor has caused me to make a lot of crappy decisions in life. I need to rise above that fear, and allow myself the freedom to really find my place in this world. I need a new scene that will allow me to grow socially, and allow me to put enough effort into hobbies that they may become marketable.
My grandfather said to me, during a random conversation recently, “I pity any man who isn’t doing what he loves.” Despite the fact that I had thought along those same lines before and agreed with him before he said it, hearing it from him seemed to lend it extra weight. I consider my grandfather a fairly wise man, with a vast array of worldly knowledge to slowly impart to me. It just came at a time when I was actively searching for the courage to do what is right.
I am adamant in my decision, whether or not he really meant those words and valued emotion over fiscal logic (I am not at all saying that his comment was a significant factor in my decision). By time I post this, it’s already too late to dissuade me; I’ve given my notice and am actively transitioning away my responsibilities at Ford.
Am I taking this a bit far in radically altering my employment situation? Yes, I am not afraid to admit it. But I think I am due for a shake up, and if I’m fortunate, the increased focus on the things I love (writing, Japanese, music) (hey, maybe I should write Japanese music… :P) will blossom into a career I love and a life I’m proud of.
To summarize: I’m giving myself a shot at a dream life before I end up an old, balding, depressed man who dreads every day of work and lives alone with his 37 cats.
This, above all: to thine own self be true.
It has come to my attention that I have been failing at life. Sure, it may seem like I’ve been winning, but I’m a good pretender. I haven’t been doing what makes me happy. I haven’t been making progress toward my goals. I’ve been doing the safe thing, full of stress and money.
Now that I have saved up a decent amount of cash, it’s time for me to be brave and grab hold of my last few years of youth. Fear of being poor has caused me to make a lot of crappy decisions in life. I need to rise above that fear, and allow myself the freedom to really find my place in this world. I need a new scene that will allow me to grow socially, and allow me to put enough effort into hobbies that they may become marketable.
My grandfather said to me, during a random conversation recently, “I pity any man who isn’t doing what he loves.” Despite the fact that I had thought along those same lines before and agreed with him before he said it, hearing it from him seemed to lend it extra weight. I consider my grandfather a fairly wise man, with a vast array of worldly knowledge to slowly impart to me. It just came at a time when I was actively searching for the courage to do what is right.
I am adamant in my decision, whether or not he really meant those words and valued emotion over fiscal logic (I am not at all saying that his comment was a significant factor in my decision). By time I post this, it’s already too late to dissuade me; I’ve given my notice and am actively transitioning away my responsibilities at Ford.
Am I taking this a bit far in radically altering my employment situation? Yes, I am not afraid to admit it. But I think I am due for a shake up, and if I’m fortunate, the increased focus on the things I love (writing, Japanese, music) (hey, maybe I should write Japanese music… :P) will blossom into a career I love and a life I’m proud of.
To summarize: I’m giving myself a shot at a dream life before I end up an old, balding, depressed man who dreads every day of work and lives alone with his 37 cats.
This, above all: to thine own self be true.