My greatest fear: Retiring from the company that hired me out of college.
To our parents, a steady 9-5 job was all you needed.
Loyalty. Hard work. Pension. You were all set.
Not for me.
Me, who wanted to be an inventor growing up and designed new contraptions for fun at age 9.
Me, who at age 18 was the first in my family to move abroad for college to make a better life for myself and for them.
Me, who at 23 already knew I wanted to quit and work for myself.
But my life had taken a straight-line course.
I could see my future: climb up the ladder, get the family and the picket fence, and retire.
I saw myself retiring with a pension, and just hope I mustered enough courage in my next life to do things differently (if reincarnation was a thing, I guess).
I felt trapped. Because...
There was always a good reason NOT to quit my job:
My company was sponsoring my work visa. Couldn't quit.
My company was paying for my MBA. Couldn't quit.
We lived on 2 incomes. Couldn't quit.
Just had a baby. Needed the money. Couldn't quit.
I actually liked my job.
NONE of these reasons were "excuses."
They were legitimate reasons to stay on a responsible course and move upwards in my life.
So I took matter into my own hands and started using my free time to advance my own agenda.
I took control in an environment where I felt like I had none.