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What You Never Got Told About Who You Are
And maybe you should of
I call it the curse.
It wasn’t the first name for it, admittedly. For years, I thought it was a badge of honor. For years, it was the thing that fuelled me, the thing that I thought about, the ideas that sat in my brain were ignited by it.
These days, I see things differently.
Maybe it was the pandemic, maybe it was other events in my life, maybe it’s just how I feel right now but right now I see it as a curse.
The thing I need to be wholly mindful of if I want to live a happy, healthy life.
Let me tell you about it.
The weekends
I have, honestly, lost count of the number of weekends I’ve dedicated to thinking about my career. The number of hours I’ve obsessed about how I’ll make my mark, and build my CV, became this big deal.
In my early twenties, it was relentless.
Every weekend I would badger myself about my career path, I would scrutinize every inch of my progress (or lack thereof), and beat myself up about my lack of progress at 24 years old.
I was miserable.
Really, miserable. The kind of sad where everything looks good on paper but the…
