Four days into my brand new corporate job in Sydney, I sat down with the Managing Director and quit. The job ticked all the boxes- I was on a good wage, I was in a booming industry, I worked with amazing people and there was a clear ladder for me to climb. Tick, tick, tick. But those boxes were not drawn by me, those boxes were drawn by someone else, something else. I felt like I was being sucked into a vortex that I wasn't necessarily ready for yet. Maybe it's called the Maturity Vortex or the Stability Vortex. Either way, I wanted to be as far from that vacuum as possible. I didn't want to give in to it yet.
So I decided not to and quit on a whim.
This erratic decision could possibly be the stupidest thing I have ever done (I have $1000 to my name, a significant debt from a scholarship long abandoned and a motorbike that needs serious work before it goes back on the road), but I think the fact I’m dirt poor will give me the motivation to work my arse off. My best assignments were always those I left to the night before, so it's the same principle... right?
I'm only 23. I don't have a husband, children, or a mortgage. If I'm going to screw things up, now is the perfect time to do so. I'm currently living in my parent's garage and while it was only supposed to be for a couple of weeks until I found a place closer to my new job, it has inevitably become permanent (lol, sorry guys). Moving in with your folks after living independently for 5 years is a serious culture shift, but far out, it’s so nice. Remind me why I left again? Waking up to cooked breakfasts and homemade cakes and roast dinners and dessert every night is the best thing ever!
On the night I told my parents my plans they said ‘we believe in unicorns, go for it baby girl’. We sat down to an Aussie BBQ, cracked some ciders and Dad told me he was proud of me and Mum read me Rupi Kaur’s poetry:
on the sacrifices
of a million women before me
what can i do
to make this mountain taller
so the women after me
can see farther
So I’m going to keep working with what I’m trained in – copywriting, long-form creative nonfiction and digital marketing. I have a few little projects up my sleeve that I’d really like to execute as well. Maybe a book? A REAL BOOK WITH PAGES?! Yikes.
This could go horribly wrong, but I’m going to learn a lot and I’m going to come out of this okay. I have received so many phone calls and supportive text messages and every time someone else encourages me, even when they don't realise they're doing it, they link arms with someone else and so now I feel like I’m surrounded by the most incredible web of support. I feel safe.
Now it’s time to kick some arse and hustle. If you know anyone who needs some words with apostrophes in the right places (copy, eDM, newsletters etc.), a strong social media strategy for their business, or just an extra pair of hands that's competent in picking a good meal on a menu, hit me up.
See you on the other side readers, it's time to live my life in pyjamas and have baths at lunch time.