In my lowest days, I used to ask myself what my life would’ve been if I had decided to stay in my corporate job. What if I had made the wrong decision?
I had a stable career in IT, I was living on my own and I was traveling as much as I wanted to. Everything looked good on paper but when I stopped and thought about how my life would be if I continued that job, I couldn’t see myself being happy with having more responsibilities and thus having less family time.
I had decided that I wanted to live in another country. At that time, my focus was on the US. But before making the move there, I wanted to have traveled in 25 countries before the end of my 25th birthday.
This morning I was scrolling down my Google photos and I stumbled upon a video from last July when I still couldn’t do crow pose.
Uncertainty is scary. I get that. But you know what’s scarier for me?
I’ve made many mistakes in the past that I’m not proud of. And recently I’ve been thinking about them (don’t ask me why, idk 🤷) and how disappointed I was with my younger self.
I used to put so much pressure on myself because I didn’t have my life figured out yet at the end of high school. And even more at 27, after quitting my job, when I realized I still had no idea.
I was raised Catholic by my parents. For as far as I can remember, the whole family would go to the church every Sunday.
It hurts, and we feel like paying back, making the offender suffer just like we did.
There are some people you like who you’ve always liked, and there are people who you used to like but don’t anymore. There are also people you like now that you used to dislike, and there are people you dislike who you’ve always disliked.