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Hate Working for the Man? Me Too!

Well, I’m still not a millionaire. I lost the Mega Millions and the Powerball.

I suppose I’m disappointed. I can’t really describe it as mad. It's a one in a multimillion chance that someone wins those.

I, like everyone else on this rock, am tired of worrying about money. I want to be able to wake up, do what I love and live comfortably. It sounds like a dream, right? That’s because it is. Some people are able to make it work. Others don’t even try because they feel like they will be wasting precious time.

I’m somewhere in the middle. I am pushing, producing and working my tail off every day. Gaining traction in some areas and drowning in others. All while still working a full-time job that I can’t stand.

When I started this venture back in January, I had high hopes that by a year I would be completely self-employed and smiling every morning. Here we are, over a year later, and I’m gaining income here and there, but it is in no way near what I would need to live my day to day.

My husband says I’m impatient, that there are people who spend decades trying to get where I want to be.

I know he’s right.

It just makes me depressed and gives the impression that I am failing at my goals I’ve set to reach.

Don’t get me wrong, every day I gain new connections. Every day I continue to strive for my goals and every day I push forward, but I get this painful pit in my stomach when thinking of having to wake up early to go to a building where no one truly appreciates me. To them, I am a warm body that can be replaced by a new string puppet within hours.

I’m aware I’m complaining. In fact, many of you are probably reading this and thinking….

So what? I have to do the same thing and you don’t hear me yapping about it.

That’s great! I used to be just like that. I used to put pride into the work I did for the company I worked for and truly felt that if I pushed myself, I would gain respect and admiration for my determination. Yet, it never happened. One day, I just cracked. I had received an email changing every aspect of the job I was hired for, and I was expected to swallow my irritations… smile… and just say okay. I couldn’t do it.

I put in my notice and dived deep into my work at home.

However, even if you work for hours and push harder than you ever have, you can still come up short. So, I started at a new company to ensure our lights would stay on and we would have somewhere to sleep.

Have any of you gone through an issue like this? Does it get better? How long before you reached the point where you could leave your place of employment with no financial worries?

Signed —

A stressed-out creator

🧡Shine Bright, Kayla

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