A lot of people were shocked when I quit my teaching career. “You’re leaving a salaried position to go back to bartending?” Or “you’re leaving a respectable job to be a BARTENDER?” Or “your money is never promised in that line of work.” I was called an embarrassment.
I had to do something. I was getting sick every morning before I would get to work. I was having panic attacks three or four times a day. I HATED teaching. I HATED going to work. I didn’t want to wake up in the morning. I was miserable.
So I put in my resignation and got hired on at a bar in Richmond. I HAD to do it. Teaching was literally killing me.
Now I am so incredibly happy. I get antsy waiting to leave my house for work. Bartending is an art and a science. I get to meet new people every day and I get to see some of the same faces. Every shift is different from the last. I don’t have to live in a box. I can go out and do whatever I want to do without fear of the public seeing me and then losing my job.
I came across this today which prompted this post:
This is what I have been doing for the past year. Even through the heartbreak I have seriously been happier than I have in my entire life. I am no longer living a life that everyone else wants me to live. I am living for ME. I will eventually find a person that will want to share my life and appreciate me for who I am and what I do, but for right now I am doing what I want to do.
So, take the picture, take the selfie, go to that old bookstore, travel across the country, travel to other countries, go see the world, be happy with who you are and what you want. You only have one life so live it how you want to live it. I know I am and it feels amazing.
Don’t waste your life.