Life goes by so fast, we can not even comprehend it sometimes. From college to your 30’s, time leaves you like a bullet train. Some of us reach our destination in those 10 years, while some struggle, but most of us sleep through it without even realizing it.
Something same happened to me as well. I had it all figured out, I thought I had a plan, until…
As Mike Tyson famously said, “Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the mouth.”
I used to be very motivated and enthusiastic about achieving great milestones in life. Not so good in academics, and my grades were always just above average, but I always had this feeling of doing something spectacular one day in life.
After finishing my computer science degree from a reputable university, I was confident to do some good in my life ahead. In fact, I was so impatient in my final years of education, that I was mostly stuck in thoughts of how my life would be after I graduate and pursue my dreams.
Things started out okay when I landed my first job as a mobile app designer at my friend’s software company. We were all university friends working there and those 2 years were awesome. But as everything has an end, life kept moving and almost all of my friends at the company left for higher studies abroad. I did not go, as I had others plans. I did not want to leave my home country, I wanted to pay back in some way.
Then came 2020 and everything changed, it brought its own sort of complexity to the already confusing equation of my life. I was still figuring out what to do next. I started freelancing on the internet. I provided mobile and web design services to clients from around the world. Money was good, I started contributing to household expenses. I helped out my friends and siblings. I bought some gadgets for my parents.
Everything was good for 2 years, until something hit me, a crisis of purpose and meaning. I was able to sense it coming, because deep down while I was working as an app designer, I knew something was not right and this was not what I was meant to do for the rest of my life.
Despite not finding that passion and happiness anymore in my work, I kept going and did not stop and think for a moment. This cost me my first burnout. I felt this hate for the work which was paying bills and providing for all the…