You know when people say that things are supposed to get worse before they start getting better? For me, this happened yesterday. Just to give a little background, I'm a recent college grad that is trying to follow my dreams of being a writer while working at a job that I ultimately despise. I gave into it thinking, "This is what I'm supposed to do right? Find a full time office job out of college that gives me my own cubicle and benefits?" I thought I was ahead of the game.
Almost a year later, I realize how wrong I was for trying to follow the herd and everyone's advice but needing the money, I had no choice. I started feeling like I was getting the life sucked out of me. I didn't even care to write anymore! That's when I decided that I would start tutoring kids in English, writing, and literature. When I got my first client, I instantly felt the same way as I did in college being able to do and write about anything I absolutely wanted WHILE actually helping someone else!
Fast forwarding to yesterday, it was a terrible day at work. I was beyond frustrated and I really could have quit right then and there if it wasn't for the thought that I wasn't making enough to live just off of tutoring. Slumping my shoulders, I headed home to eat and try to forget about everything that happened before I met with one of my clients.
After I helped my client out with her essay, I jumped into bed and was ready to sleep away the day's stress. As soon as I closed my eyes, my phone beeped. It was that same client I had just met with. This is where the good stuff instantly started happening.
She texted me, "I just wanted to let you know that you're an angel. If it wasn't for you and helping me learn how to write all over again, I wouldn't be able to continue my dream of becoming a veterinarian. I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate everything you do."
Even though I was still angry over work, that instantly turned things around for me. All the little tutoring jobs I was doing, teaching people my passions that I have loved since I was a child, was paying off. Someone thanked me for their dreams coming true! As soon as that happened, everything became clear as day: despite all the hard times, all of my efforts were being noticed and appreciated and most importantly: writing was really what I was supposed to be following and should have never let anything take that passion away to begin with.
The point of me telling you all this is to just never throw in the towel. Your boss may not appreciate you, your significant other may not, you may hate your job and you may even be struggling to find a job or follow your passions. Just know that everything you are doing, it's leading to a much bigger picture than you think.
All the other stuff? They are means to an end. You have to dig through enough trash to clear your path and see that everything you love and want to do isn't a waste of time. Follow your passions, write that story, make that art, do that volunteer work, and even in extreme terms, quit your job if it's making you more unhappy than satisfied.
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Just a girl from Southern California that is staying up way too late, drinking too much coffee, talking way too much, and trying to figure out this thing we call a career.