One year ago today was a Sunday. I was, as always, dreading the next work week at a job that didn't fulfill me. I felt like I was wasting my life and had no control or idea for fixing it.
Tomorrow, July 25th, was supposed to be a normal day but it turned into a day I'll never forgot. I said "no more" on that day, one year ago.
No more trading my precious time for money. No more hating Sunday and Monday. No more bringing value to people who didn't appreciate it. No more unhappiness. No more regret.
Quitting my job with no plan in place for income except to teach a ton of yoga was the best worst decision I've ever made. I forced myself to think differently. Today, I realize that I had my dream living inside me all along, but I was keeping it caged. Every part of my being was suffering because I was not in alignment with my true self.
In the last 365 days I've grown into the person I knew I would become but didn't know how I'd get there. I pointed myself in the direction I wanted to go and let life work itself out from there.
Today, I work 100x harder than I did at any job and I live 100% on my terms AND on my time. I ask no one for time off. I come in early and leave late. I care about the work I do and the people I work with. There are plenty of highs and lows, but I'm at peace.