I quit my job to travel the world…
I have read tons of posts bearing this title. I was even imagining myself doing it. Yet this wasn’t quite my dream. I didn’t want to live on the road or to be a backpacker. I wanted to travel a lot, write about travelling and somehow turn this into a career.
However, quitting my very well paid job for a dream seemed reckless to me. I was thinking, “I have enough time. I will work one more year and then I will think again”. Oh boy, how wrong I was! And I was going to find that out in the worst possible way.
The problem is you think you have time
Yet the years went by and nothing really changed. I didn’t have enough time to work and create great content for the blog. I worked in the mornings before work or during the weekends. I sacrificed all my free time. I didn’t get more than 4-5 hours of sleep every night.
If you don’t build your own dreams, someone else will hire you to help them build theirs.
I was miserable. I wasn’t happy because I couldn’t find enough time to do what I really loved. I hated my corporate job. It was never a dream to work as a software developer. Dealing every day with the same problems, arguing with the same people for years. This routine was killing me.
I wanted passion. I wanted to get up from the bed eager to start the day. Yet no matter how unhappy I was, I wasn’t ready to take this big decision to quit my job and go after my dream.
The day that changed everything
And then one day one call changed everything. My father was dead. What!?! I have spoken to him two days ago and he seemed completely fine. I was shocked. It took me weeks to believe that this happened at all.
Have you ever felt the world falling apart, knowing that there is nothing you can do? This death turned my world upside down. But it opened my eyes, too. For the latter, I am more than grateful.
The living close the eyes of the dead. The dead open the eyes of the living.
I was no longer thinking that I have time. I started doing things that I wanted to do for years. I wanted to live today because nobody could guarantee you that there will be tomorrow. Yet I wasn’t ready for the final step to quit my job in order to pursue my dream.
A year has gone since that day. I was feeling more and more miserable with each day passing by. One day, after my last trip to Vienna, I woke up and I decided that I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to do this for myself no matter the result.
There comes a point where you no longer care if there’s a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You’re just sick of the tunnel.
The big step
On the first working day of this year, I gave my resignation letter to my boss. It was such a relief but at the same time, I was terrified. What if I fail? How am I going to make a living? What if this is the worst decision I took in my life? I still don’t know all the answers, but I feel that I am on the right path. This is the only thing that matters.
If you are brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting (which can be anything from your house to your bitter old resentments) and set out on a truth-seeking journey (either externally or internally), and if you are truly willing to regard everything that happens to you on that journey as a clue, and if you accept everyone you meet along the way as a teacher, and if you are prepared – most of all – to face (and forgive) some very difficult realities about yourself… then truth will not be withheld from you. Or so I’ve come to believe.
So what’s next?
I am not thinking of selling all my belongings and to travel the world with a backpack. No, this is not for me. I can’t live out of suitcase. I am planning to take a lot of short trips this year, but I will focus mainly on working and growing my blog.
I am feeling very excited, still terrified, but filled with hope for a brighter future. No matter if the things don’t work out, I will never regret I’ve tried.
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift, that’s why we call it the present.
It is sad that I had to go through all of this to find the courage to take this step. I am pretty sure that if this didn’t happen to me I would still be working this job that made me so miserable.
Don’t wait for something to open your eyes. Life is short. Take the leap of faith that scares you so much and believe in your dreams. It is never too late for a change. Don’t postpone your dreams! The time for a change is now because tomorrow is never certain.
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