ugly words via my brain

I quit my job.

I know this was a bold (see: irresponsible) decision on my part, but it was a dead-end gig in a toxic setting, and I was unhappy. The work was mundane, the management didn’t care to treat the employees well, and ultimately I felt by working there my contribution to the world was lousy. Things came to a slow boil and the time was right; I had to go.

These minutes and days of our lives are fleeting, and we can never take them back or do them over. I can no longer travel down a path I wasn’t meant for just because I feel obligated to my education or to my parents. My primary obligation is to myself — my authentic self — the woman inside this body who loves and laughs and dreams big things.

Now it’s time to resume my taste for life. There exists this insatiable fire within me, and I refuse to sit back and watch it die out.

( via my brain )

“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”

( via Howard Thurman )