This period in London has been filled with silence, crazy work, and lots of personal lessons learned.
- At the age of 34, I’m finally starting to understand how to understand and set boundaries rather than accepting the weight of the world on my shoulders. I am starting to learn how to put my own well-being first rather than last.
- I’m learning about what I want and what’s truly important to me. I really don’t give a shit about having a good job in my own estimation and to the world.
- I am no longer afraid to fail. Well, I am, but not nearly as much.
- I am looking deeper into my essence and my childhood and dismantling the expectations I and others have put on me. For example, I’ve always loved music, art, creating. I’m doing more of that, and it is important to me to “achieve” anything other than my own happiness.
- The key to happiness (at least for me) has been in simplifying. When you get to a point where you don’t even understand your assets, expenses, obligations, and schedule, it really gets to be too much.
- I have started to understand how addiction to work is a form of emotional numbing.
- Friends are family (fortunately and unfortunately) for me.
Altruism can be a very good quality and yet, sometimes, we need to ask ourselves what lies underneath all that goodwill.