Why I quit my job.
You’re sitting at a desk, fluorescent lights sparking above. Your skin is tight and itchy. Your feet tap and you feel compelled to shift in your seat for what feels like the 100th time in ten minutes. It’s 9:05 am on a Monday and your work week has just begun.
This is not an unfamiliar story to most, but being diagnosed with ADHD later in life helped me understand why spending time inside, sitting at a desk all my years at school and now as an office worker was akin to going to the dentist for 40+ hours a week. I also believe deeply that humans aren’t meant to sit inside under blue light going from medium screen to little screen and home to the big screen.
Cue the solution to this problem. Except the thing is, I don’t have one. I first made the change to go from obligated office worker to freelancer about 5 years and the freedom that ensued was a blessing. But at the end of the day (now experienced from home or a coffee shop) I was still moving symbols and pixels on a computer screen with no tangible connection to the work or why. Recently I took it a step further when some of my non-negotiables with a contract changed. The drive to put people back in offices with no reason beyond the fact that the lease is paid for was coming back full force. My ability to work remotely and take walk breaks and nap breaks was being threatened. So I quit.
Why am I sharing this? Because I feel deeply called to create a life that I want to live. One that goes beyond ‘good enough’ and makes me feel alive. But as I said above, I don’t quite know how yet. I know what I love and what I feel that I must do. I’m going to keep leaning into that. And I’m going to keep following my intuition and doing what I want inside of what I feel I ‘should’.
I want you to come along for the ride. I want the lessons I learn along the way to be helpful or at least a good story. I would also LOVE to build a community of others who feel the same way. Who long for more but don’t really know how to get there.
I gotta say, I’m fucking scared. But isn’t that a better feeling than trapped?
