Back at the office, I wrote my resignation letter and handed it in the very next day. “You’re quitting? Right now?” my boss asked, stunned.
I simply nodded and said, “I’m done putting off what really matters.” I cleared my desk and walked out.
Story 2
At 26, I left my teaching job in a classroom and switched to working online full-time. My mother-in-law was never a fan of this change — she’d mutter behind my back, “She just sits at home glued to the computer.”
Then one day, she burst into the room and demanded, “When will you get a real job?” You should have seen her face when I told her I was making twice as much as her precious son, my then-husband.
Nowadays, I’m still teaching, but it’s all virtual. I start my day by putting on some makeup and a nice blouse, opening my laptop, and just like that, the work begins.
Story 3
It was a typical Tuesday. I’d just clocked 11 hours, skipped lunch, and missed my son’s school play—again.
At midnight, still glued to a contract, I glanced outside. Moonlight bathed my wild, overgrown garden.
I closed my laptop, stepped out barefoot, and was struck by the silence and the smell of earth. It was a moment that woke me up.
The following week, I secretly enrolled in a garden design course without telling a soul for six months.
Now, I design outdoor spaces that help others find peace. My very first client was a former law client who credited my garden designs with saving her from burnout.
Story 4
I used to work as a personal assistant in a law firm, running on caffeine and endless errands, while my own dreams were pushed aside. The tipping point? My mother-in-law.
One evening, she glanced at a tiny vase I’d made at a weekend pottery class and said, “Cute hobby, but don’t get too big for a real job.”
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