10 Ways You Know It’s Time For A New Career

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10 Ways You Know It’s Time For A New Career

10 Ways You Know It’s Time For A New Career

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I recently made a big shift in my professional life. After going back and forth for some time, I ultimately made the decision to quit my full-time job and go into a work from home, freelancing position as a new career. Reflecting on my reasons for wanting to make such a dramatic shift, there were ten key things that made me realize that it was time.

10 Ways You Know It’s Time For A New Career

  1. I couldn’t walk out the door. Each morning I would get up and get ready for work. My coffee would be in a travel cup, ready to go. The children and husband would be on their way to their respective destinations. But I would find myself stuck. I couldn’t quite get out the door. It would take a lot of self-talk and motivation to get into my car and make the drive to my office, but I would get there.
  2. I wasn’t motivated. The things that had once caused me joy and excitement with my job just weren’t anymore. I couldn’t muster up the needed drive to complete projects in the quality that I once did. They would get done, but not with the same sense of accomplishment as before.
  3. I was tired all the time. My sleep debt seemed to be a constantly accruing thing, but I couldn’t understand why. I was groggy when I opened my eyes in the morning. Mid-day would also have me trying my best to keep my eyes open. And even worse were the evenings. I would finally be home with my family and I would be counting down the minutes until I could go to bed.
  4. My anxiety kept climbing. Some days I would find it hard to breathe. I would take mid-day walks to try to calm myself down. During my morning routines I would have knots forming in my stomach. It made it even worse because all of my usual methods for relieving this were not working. In summary, anxiety was becoming a permanent fixture in my life.
  5. The “Sunday Night Blues” arrived. The excitement of the weekend would come to a screeching halt at about 5PM on Sunday. After that time my mental state would be making a downward shift. Dread would overcome me and I would almost become a different person than what the rest of the weekend had experienced.
  6. I was angry and short with people. Happiness was not my primary emotion any longer. If people ate their crackers too loudly I felt an internal urge to go off on them. I didn’t feel valued in my role or respected as a person any longer. Therefore, the feeling of being dehumanized was taking a toll on my self-esteem and making me lash out on others.
  7. I didn’t enjoy life. One day I kept saying: “Life shouldn’t be this hard”. That’s how I truly felt. Life was just hard and it wasn’t fun any longer. Overall, I wanted to look forward to my days like I had before. It wasn’t happening the way that things were.
  8. I found myself dreaming of my future. I didn’t envision lavish vacations or cruises. There weren’t thoughts of big, fancy titles and corner offices. Instead, when I thought of my future there was a smiling, happy version of myself. Not the sullen, unhappy person that I was.
  9. I was jealous of other people. I’m not a “keeping up with the Jones'” type of person. Above all I prefer quality over quantity. Seeing friends that were chasing their own happiness would make me insanely jealous. I wanted to be them. I wanted to have a quality life, not one that made me dread a full five days of every week.
  10. A retirement countdown was made. As a result, I realized that it included over 20 years before being possible. Therefore, I quickly made a Plan B.

In conclusion…

Reflecting on my life gave me the ability to make a decision right then. I made the decision that I am not going to be miserable. I get one life, and one life only. My ability to make it a good one is only during this one window of time, of which we don’t know the exact length. I don’t want to spend that time being angry at everything that I am surrounded by. I know that time will be better spent moving towards what I want my life outcome to be. That outcome was most definitely not being reflected in my current role, so I needed to find a new career. I am now currently on the road to being the story that I want to be. I am creating my own legacy, and taking my power back into my own hands.


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