For most of my twenties I focused on becoming financially independent, but as I drew closer to my thirtieth birthday, there was a shift.
Is living for a paycheck a safe choice? Is living for something we believe in a scary choice? I’ve been thinking a lot about how we define “risk” in our lives. It is often described by monetary loss or gain. We equate a job with security and those pursuits that don’t lead to financial stability or material comfort are risky.
Risk is the potential of losing something of value.
What do we consider valuable? It may be financial security; we want to clear our debts or invest in a home. It may be artistic satisfaction; we want to make something meaningful and put it out into the world. It may be love; we want to nurture those closest to us or build a family. These values vary from person to person and change throughout the course of our lives.
For most of my twenties I focused on becoming financially independent, but as I drew closer to my thirtieth birthday, there was a shift. Because in the fifth grade I said I was going to be a writer. Because everyday I wake up in a new city I haven’t begun to scratch the surface of. Because it has been a long time since I felt necessary or connected in my work, I suddenly traded comfort for courage and parted with my job of 6+ years.
The reaction to this news has been shock with a little fear mixed in. I don’t think I would be presumptuous in saying that most would consider this a textbook example of risky. Without a clear plan for what comes next, I resigned. For a while, doubt brushed against me and I wondered if I made the right decision. But after settling into the uncertainty, I am certain it was.
I’ll leave you with this quote from Brené Brown because after all
The person who believes in what we’re doing and why we’re doing it and the person who says, Yeah, it’s so scary to show up. It feels dangerous to be seen. It’s terrifying. But it is not as scary, dangerous or terrifying as getting to the end of our lives and thinking, What if I would’ve shown up? What would have been different?
…is the one that counts.