As an engineer, I wouldn’t have to worry about finances or being able to keep a job. As a woman in today’s world, I’d stand out amongst my male peers in the STEM industry. I was taught the following, and I believed all of it. ![]() Around the same time, I had a very strong influencer in my life, my dad, whispering advice in my ear that supported a financially stable, reliable career in an industry full of job security, benefits, and opportunity. I enjoyed the challenge of these classes, especially physics and coding C++. I diverged from the creative, artsy path I was skipping joyously on to embark on the more black and white, technical journey of math, science, and coding. In high school, I got to choose electives that aligned with my future career goals. So why - WHY - didn’t I continue down the artistic and literary path that brought me so much joy? ![]() In school, I far exceeded the page count requirement for essays and papers because I just did not know how to stop writing. I collected my siblings and placed them center stage with me as we performed live versions of the Magic Tree House book series. I scribbled short stories and illustrated them, too. When I asked, the purest form of little me beamed like a ray of sunshine and replied, “You love to tell stories, of course!” And as I recalled the happiest memories of my childhood, I was greeted with colorfully painted visions of rehearsals I performed, narratives I wrote, and tall tales I told. She had a clear and honest answer when I had to dig her out of the dusty closet two years ago and ask her: “What do I love to do? What brings me fulfillment and joy?” It seemed like the age of twenty-three was too young to have fallen out of touch with my passions, to feel unfulfilled, and to be fully immersed in adulthood, making life-changing decisions. My inner child is the most precious and genuine part of me, and I’m a big believer in trusting in her when the adult version of me feels lost. This story began when I was a young girl, untouched by the world when I was still too naive to understand hardships, much too creative to not believe in fairytales, and far too brave to feel a fear of failure. ![]() I’m never going to have to wonder what could have been.Īnd personally, I think it’s riskier not to chase my dreams. I quit my corporate engineering job to chase my dream of being a writer! As a sole proprietor, I now set my own hours, work from any location I desire, and do what I love every day.
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