Blog Everyday in May Day 8: A piece of advice you have for others. Anything at all.
I talked about my fear of failure in my last post. Another fear of mine is waking up one day, looking back on the last 50 miserable years of my life wondering what happened. My mom has always (still does on occasion) pushed me to get into the medical field whether it’s as a nurse, a technician of some sort or whatever stable job I can get. I understand her need for me to always have a reliable job and always be taken care of, I just could never do it. The medical field is not something I am passionate about and it’s definitely something I’d be doing just to have a stable income.
Stable income? What’s that? Call me what you want: a dreamer, a flake, an entrepreneur, a lazyass who can’t keep a job. The longest real job I held was at 24 fitness for exactly one year, part time. I have a terrible resume. You probably wouldn’t hire me. What’s more important to me is doing something I love and/or believe in. I believe in a full life. Full of failures? Maybe. But that’s still a life full of experiences. Sitting at a desk 40 hours a week working for someone else and feeling bad taking my week of vacation each year is not ever going to work for me.
So maybe I’ll make it with the current dream or maybe I’ll have to jump on the next one. All I know is I’ll regret it more if I don’t try.