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Take the risk. Bet on yourself. Believe in yourself.
I know—it sounds simple, but it’s not.
If believing in yourself feels like the hardest thing to do right now, I get it. I’ve been there. But I want to invite you to pause. Not just to reflect on last year or last month—but to reach all the way back to your childhood.
Think about the things that have always lit you up.
Not seasonal hobbies. I’m talking about the passions that keep calling you back, even when you’re not listening.
For me, that passion was writing.
Following the Breadcrumbs of Purpose
I didn’t always recognize writing as my purpose. But when I look back, the signs were always there.
In school, whenever we had to write essays or book reports, something inside me lit up. I was that student—the one pestering teachers for stronger synonyms.
What’s a better word for this? How do I make this sentence flow?
Even when the teachers were over it, I wasn’t.
I wanted my words to shine—whether I was writing about Junie B. Jones or great white sharks.
English was the one class I didn’t need to try hard in, but I did anyway.
Because I loved it.
When Writing Came Back Into My Life
Years later, I found myself in a city job that slowly morphed into a writing-heavy role.
Suddenly, I was drafting multi-page reports and procedural guides like it was second nature.
Writing had become part of my daily routine again—but the truth is, it never really left.
In between those periods, I had been journaling. Quietly. Consistently.
Sometimes once a day, sometimes twice.
Writing became an invisible thread weaving through my life.
A breadcrumb I kept following—without even realizing it.
The Moment I Realized I Wasn’t Happy
The breadcrumbs became clear when I finally admitted something I’d been avoiding:
I wasn’t happy.
I wasn’t enjoying my life. I had been chasing one thing: stability.
I thought if I could become financially secure as fast as possible, peace would follow.
At 18, I thought real estate was the answer.
But chasing stability came at a cost. I was sacrificing joy to climb a ladder I didn’t even want to be on.
The Breaking Point
That last city job? It became my final 9-to-5.
After leaving, I spent over a year trying to figure out what I actually enjoyed—what I truly wanted.
But I had never created space for that question before.
I had always been focused on surviving. Checking boxes. Chasing goals.
Eventually, everything I had been pushing down rose to the surface.
Most mornings, I’d have small panic attacks.
Some days, they weren’t small.
Just making it to the front doors of my job would send me spiraling.
I didn’t just dislike the early mornings—I was suffocating in a life that didn’t align with who I was.
Choosing Myself for the First Time
That experience broke me open—but it also reignited my love for writing.
Still, the mental toll was undeniable.
It felt like every day, someone at work had a problem with me.
And if you know me, you know I hate drama—especially at work.
I was just trying to do my job.
But even that felt unbearable.
So, I made a choice.
I quit.
No plan. No backup. No safety net.
For the first time in my life, I chose me.
The Real Self-Discovery Journey Began
That’s when my self-discovery journey truly began.
I had always tied my worth to how much I worked or earned.
But even when I was making more money than ever, I was still miserable.
Here’s what I’ve learned:
Life doesn’t throw curveballs to break you—
it throws them to grow you.
If you wake up every day wishing you could just stay in bed… that’s not living.
That’s surviving.
It’s time to choose something else.
Ask Yourself These Questions
Silence the noise.
Sit somewhere quiet and safe.
Then ask yourself:
- Are you where you thought you’d be?
- Do you like where you are?
- What would you change if you could?
- What do you love about your life right now?
- What do you never want to experience again?
These answers don’t lock you into a path.
But they do help you begin one that aligns with who you are now—not who you were told to be.
My Biggest Realization: It Was Never About the Money
I thought I wanted money.
But what I really wanted was freedom.
Freedom to wake up when I want.
To create on my terms.
To make an impact that feels honest and expansive.
Your Environment Shapes You
One of the most powerful truths I’ve learned is this:
your environment changes you.
The people around you, the messages you absorb—they shape your beliefs.
And your beliefs guide your decisions.
I used to believe that earning fast = happiness.
And I lived like that was gospel.
But it wasn’t.
The last decade of my life taught me better.
I’m Still Figuring It Out (And That’s Okay)
I’m 28 now, and I’ve spent the past year and a half unlearning, exploring, and feeling my way back to myself.
Honestly? I still don’t fully know who I am.
For so long, I only knew how to work.
There were no hobbies. No extracurriculars. Just hustle.
Even vacations didn’t feel like rest.
But maybe… that’s a story for another time.
Start From Where You Are
You don’t need a plan.
You don’t need perfection.
You just need honesty.
The questions I asked myself?
They were my starting point.
And they were enough.
This Journey Isn’t Just for Me
This self-discovery journey isn’t just mine. It’s yours too.
For 28 years, I believed life had to be hard.
But now I know better.
If people are out there making six figures selling tiny rubber ducks?
I can make a living doing what I love.
So, I’m setting out—curious, open, and a little scared.
To inform, to explore, to try, to feel.
To create a life that feels like mine.
Where Are You on Your Self-Discovery Journey?
If you’re feeling stuck, overwhelmed, or uncertain, I invite you to sit with those same questions.
Light a candle.
Breathe deeply for one full minute.
Then, write down one truth you’re finally ready to admit to yourself.
And if you’re ready to take the next step, I’d love to hear from you.
💭 Drop a comment below and share where you are on your self-discovery journey.
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