I thought I was being brave quitting my job. Now I feel foolish though. I still believe in all the reasons why I did it — I certainly wasn’t aligned with the company culture and the older I get, the harder it is to commit to something that goes against my values. Also, the older I get, the more I feel the urge to go towards what I am truly passionate about — I firmly believe this is the way to create real value. I could have stayed and complained and still be feeling like “meeeh”. But for once I chose to leave, not for something less worse, but for ME.
Now I am terrified. Were all these things worth leaving my source of income, the main source of income of our family? They seemed to be at the time of deciding. And sure we have other resources, we’ll find other ways, blablabla. But come on, why did I do that?? TER.RI.FIED.
Why is it so hard for me to bet on myself? If I don’t do it, who else will? I have to pull this through…
