‘Find a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.’
From the moment I was asked to choose my GSCE topics in high school, I wished I actually knew what I’d love to do. I had friends who knew they wanted to be nurses, doctors, lawyers. The choices seemed easy for them. All they had to do was pick the options that suited their future careers. Me? I was a little more
unrealistic ambitious and had always thought bigger than the average career. I day-dreamed through my art classes. Thinking about how I’d move to LA and become the next Lauren Conrad. At one point, before their controversy I wanted to become a dolphin trainer at Seaworld, Orlando. I wished to be the next Rachel from Friends or Carrie from Sex in City. Obviously none of these options were overly realistic. I guess I didn’t realise that real life comes easier if your parents are well connected and really well-off.
I’ve never been ‘realistic’ and I’ve never been happy to settle. In high school I wanted to be creative, fun loving fashion intern living in Hollywood so badly. I even took art after being advised by my teacher that I shouldn’t. I got a B grade and created a portfolio of work which ultimately led me to a double A award in Applied Art at Sixth Form. Sometime after that though, I lost the confidence and ‘I’ll prove you wrong’ attitude which had driven me to do well and helped me to succeed so far. I’d done well enough to be accepted into a creative school, to do well and to enjoy it.
Here’s the sucker; I didn’t. The competitive creative industry and the lack of jobs in my area scared me off. I bailed and chose a degree I had no passion for just to tick the box and to keep my options open. I also spent the next four years in jobs that I didn’t enjoy. Although they provided me with work experience and money, I lost all passion, interest and satisfaction. I’d lost my way.
I started blogging less than half a year ago which was a big deal for me as an under-confident being. I had dreamt of starting a blog for a while but really struggled to find the courage. As we all know, embarking on any new and public venture leaves you open to criticism and failure. Career blogging is so competitive that I didn’t think I had a chance and found it easier to become a wallflower.
When I finally plucked up the courage, I had no idea just how much I would fall in love with writing and how much I missed being creative. It was both a lesson and reminder to me. If you don’t enjoy what you do, then so much of your waking life is being wasted. Whatever you do there will always be people who have less than savoury opinions of you, but I’d rather be the girl that tried than the girl who settled and allowed herself to fade into the background. Blogging is something that I love and although I’m making progress it’s certainly a long way off being my only source of income. What I have gained is a new sense of purpose, a satisfaction and a sense of pride that I’m actually giving something a shot. A girl’s gotta pay the bills, but it certainly shouldn’t be the be all and end all of a life.
Find a job that you love and paying the bills is just a bonus. It’s easier said than done but if you have a dream then don’t just leave it there, don’t settle for an easy life. Dreams don’t become realities from thoughts but from actions. If you’re not sure what you love yet then just keep trying new things, take up hobbies and enjoy your time. Don’t be afraid of putting yourself out there like I was. It’s a cliché that we most regret the things that we didn’t do, but there’s also truth in it.