Self
I’m Feeling A Bit Lost
An honest reflection on the situation.
It feels a bit weird to be writing this.
I’m someone who often writes about self-improvement — and may seem like I have everything figured out, though it’s never my intention to seem that way.
I’m at a weird juncture in life. I’m 39. Most of my friends have kids, careers, and are busier than all hell.
Sure, my life is great. I have a great relationship. I love what I do for work. But there’s this weird void and I don’t think Jesus can fill it.
This moment was probably inevitable
I’ve been writing for seven years. I quit my finance job in the Fall of 2019 to do this full-time.
Prior to quitting finance, writing was my creative outlet. It was my beloved hobby that gave me so much joy.
It was my release from the existential dread of being in a cubicle all day, from being so constricted with who I was, with what I said and did.
And it isn’t that becoming a full-time writer killed my love of writing. It just, well, changed things. It is also work. And like any job, has its sources of heartburn and frustration. I still love it. But it’s still work.
