06/01/2026
I quit my 9–5 a few weeks ago.
Packed my life into two suitcases.
Took a one-way flight… and yeah, one of my suitcases is still missing 🧳
Nothing about this felt perfectly planned.
I questioned myself. I still do.
I asked if this was the “right” decision more times than I can count.
But here’s what I know:
there is no perfect moment.
If you wait until you feel 100% ready, you’ll wait forever.
It feels lonely at first.
Change usually does.
So I’m giving myself grace, taking it day by day,
and trusting that listening to my gut will always lead me somewhere better.