Is It Too Late?

Why The Answer Is “No”

During five years of investing my time and energy into a job I did not love, I had created a lifestyle and come to expect a certain level of comfort in my daily life. I worked hard all week long, and then I relaxed on the weekends while always dreading the Monday morning alarm. I knew I wasn’t working and living out my life’s passion within the first month. But, when I would talk about possibly leaving my job, I was strongly encouraged to stick it out and see it through.

The advice was sound. I had just graduated college and taken on more financial responsibilities. The security of my job allowed me to sustain without struggling to make ends meet. And I had not worked long enough to create a strong safety plan should other circumstances lurk on the other side of my resignation.

In hindsight, I realize that part of me was very afraid to venture out on my own. I was using that sound advice as an excuse for me to stay with my job although I felt like it wasn’t quite right. I was seeking the approval of other entities to validate my aspirations. I decided that I would give myself a deadline of five years, and then I would move on.

I did exactly that.

At the end of five years, I sent in my resignation. I had a supportive spouse and my own unyieldingly positive outlook. Others told me I was doing it wrong…that I waited too long to try to start something on my own. Friends would call me to talk, and then haphazardly state their concerns about how I would live my life. Initially, I spent a lot of time assuaging concerns and trying to explain to others that they should believe in me. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes, it didn’t. But when they would tell me it was too late, I had one response.

No. It’s not.

I have a finite amount of time to live out my infinite potential.

In those five years, anything could have happened. The right circumstance or situation could have taken me out of the game. When you work a block over from a citywide riot, you realize how quickly an entire human life can be snuffed out.

My resignation from my job was one of the happiest moments of my life. It felt like the first time, in a long time, that I had made a choice for my own peace of mind. It felt like the beginning of new hope and opportunities.

My journey as an entrepreneur has shown me a new side of me. I encounter problems, and I get to think creatively about how to solve them. My partners offer me constant constructive criticisms, so I have the opportunity to always be better than I was.

Nothing beats the feeling of greeting a new day feeling excited about the possibilities.

Next time someone tells you it’s too late for you to chart your own path, remember: If not me, then who? If not now, then when?

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