My parents always told me that to be happy and successful, I needed to do good in school, go to college, and obtain a high paying job. This was drilled into my head and stuck with me growing up.
I did what I was told. I went to school and got a degree in management. I have a manager position and oversee a good number of employees. My job pays the bills, for vacations and is a very comfortable career path. And yet I simply don’t love it.
Even if I were to become the CEO and make 6 figures a year, I still wouldn’t be happy.
I spent a lot of my life following a path that others wanted me to take, and these past few years have been the hardest because everything came crashing down. I felt lost and stagnant. I thought this was it. I thought that this was supposed to be my path, but that was far from the truth. I was depressed, and for the first time in my life, my future was uncertain.
I realized that I spent my time trying to mold my life to fit with conventional notions of success. I spent my entire life trying to look good on paper without realizing that in return, I sacrificed what I really wanted to do.
I had to sit down with myself and think long and hard about what made me happy. I realized that the only time I felt truly happy was whenever I wrote.
Now I see that my 12-year-old self was right all along. My truest passion emerged in childhood, but it was squelched by life pressures.
When I was young, people shot my dreams of becoming a writer down. I was told I would never make it or that it was lame. I was told that my writing wasn’t good enough and that it wasn’t a real career. And I listened. I followed the world’s standards and by doing that I only ended up feeling miserable.
I learned to follow my own path when I realized that living the life I wanted to live meant making choices that went against the expectations of my family, friends and culture. I learned that my new path involved a lot of trial and error, uncertainty and risks. I know that navigating this journey will be difficult, but I will ultimately reach my goals.
I learned to follow my own path when I listened to my inner voice. Now everything has become so clear on what I should be doing. I feel like my eyes have been opened for the first time. My passion inside of me was waiting to be heard, and I finally opened my ears.
I found my path when I made the decision to break away from everyone and to walk the road less taken. I broke away from the chains of expectations so I could finally embrace the destiny I wanted for myself. I have a long way to go to reach my goals, but at least I am on my way there. My path finally aligns with what my heart wants.
The hardest part of following my own path is having little to no support from friends and family. But for once in my life, I am being selfish and doing what I want to do.
Now I have taken the big leap to turn this passion into a viable career. It will take time and lots of hard work, but I know my passion will ultimately lead to financial security. I make little to no money right now, but at least I am happy and I am doing something that makes my life meaningful.
I’ve learned that my own happiness is dependent solely on my dedication to walking my own path.
I finally found my own path—and I am in a place in my life where I have a clearly defined purpose. I will continue to go down this path because I know one day, I can make a difference in the world.