Stepping Out on Faith
I resigned from my job today.
Gosh, what an incredibly hard sentence to write. I almost never speak about my job on this blog, because I believe in separating my day job from my nighttime writing (more like 2 a.m. at this point) but since it’s such an integral part of my life, I will make an exception today.
Deciding to resign was a very, very difficult decision to make, but it was something that had to be done, the reasons of which I won’t get into right now. But I wanted to talk to you about having a little faith.
I found myself at 33 at a job that I loved, with people that I loved working with, at a company that treated its employees with respect, but unhappy with certain aspects of all. That unhappiness turned from a small simmer into a rolling burn with one sentence that someone uttered to me.
In another, younger, more naïve, less confident life, I would have internalized what was said to me, sucked it up and continued working. But now, at 33 I realized that if I didn’t like something, I had the power to change it. But even with a world of confidence, there still lies fear of the unknown.
I know many people who are unhappy in their current jobs who do nothing to improve it or change their situation. We all have a need to provide for our families, but at what level of personal sacrifice? Thankfully, with no kids, alternative revenue streams, and a supportive family, I am in a position to make a drastic change.
But even then, fear popped up. What if a new job at a new company didn’t work out? What if I didn’t make friends with my new coworkers? What if I miss my current coworkers (I really love the people that I work with. Honestly.)? What if? What if? What if?
What if I did nothing?
WHAT. IF. I. DID. NOTHING.
I asked myself that question many times over the past few months. What if I just stuck it out for a couple more years? What if I just came in, did my work and went home? What if I decided that everything was alright?
While you can lie to others, eventually, you can’t lie to yourself , and the smallest atom of an idea grows, blossoms, and bears fruit. So, with some apprehension and still some fear, I am taking a leap into the unknown.
It’s a new beginning, and I am proud to share that with you, and with you Shane (from Beating Broke). I know that you also took this leap and resigned from your job last week with nothing lined up.
Keep us both in your thoughts and send some positive vibrations our way.