I had gotten to a point in my life where I had done everything I thought I was supposed to. I studied, worked hard, got to the position I thought I wanted and made the money I thought I needed to be satisfied. The first few years were fantastic but then, like a slow-moving creek picking up momentum as it approaches a waterfall, I started noticing little by little, a shift in myself. I had spent the last decade getting here and now I'm unhappy? I tried everything to convince myself that this is just life, and everyone feels this way about work. I thought "how many people love their jobs?", and that I should consider myself lucky.
I am opinionated because I'm informed.
I take big swings because I'm strong.
I am direct because life is finite, and we can do better.
My ideas are bold because I’m fearless.
I will create a company that is ready for that.
I will be my boss.
I will live my life not theirs.