• This is absolutely perfect, true, beautifully written, and poignant. I’m obsessed.

    Steph McCusker, The Wellness Glow

    Welcome to the wonderful world of making your mark, making it count, and making it rain.

  • IT’S 3:00 AM AND YOU’RE AWAKE AGAIN.

    Shaken out of a restless sleep by the sense that something is terribly wrong.

    You kick free of a tangle of sweaty sheets. Gulping air, you try to check your cascading breaths.

    But you can’t quiet your panicky mind, tossing questions like darts, bursting pinpricks of pain.

    Everyone says you have a great life. You do have a great life. Don’t you?

    You did everything they expected of you. You got the right grades, the right degree, the right job, the right city, the apartment, the Kate Spade, the Prada, the Macbook.

    This is success, this is happiness. Right?

    All your friends seem happy. You should be happy. Why aren’t you happy?

    WHY DOES THINKING ABOUT YOUR LIFE MAKE YOUR HEART HURT?

    Isn’t there meant to be more than this? Kisses in the back of a gondola under a full Venetian moon? Falling asleep in the Sahara, burrowed into woolen blankets, as the stars wheel overhead? Watching the sun set on the Alps from the Orient Express as the waiter nestles the champagne bottle back into the ice bucket?

    When do you get to live your REAL life? Where you are the hero of your own story, instead of the overlooked supporting cast in someone else’s? Running the show, creating your life and work according to YOUR rules? Getting to capitalize on all those brazen, beautiful qualities that just don’t seem to be appreciated in your 8-6?

    IS THIS REALLY ALL THERE IS?

    You can’t hush this voice that keeps waking you up at 3:00 in the morning.

    No amount of cash dropped at Pottery Barn will buy it off. There isn’t enough Malbec in the world to drown it. And, no, taking that bartender home is not going to fix it either. Nice try, though.

    You know what this is.

    It’s a midlife crisis come WAY too early.

    It’s terrifying. It’s agonizing.

    EXCEPT THAT IT’S A GIFT.

    Because it forces you to examine your life and what you want out of it RIGHT NOW, instead of staying on auto pilot for the next twenty odd years, pursuing the wrong goals, trying to squash yourself into someone else’s definition of the good life. (You can’t.)

    Because it demands that you start really taking responsibility for CHOOSING your own life, instead of simply going along with what is expected of you and assuming that it will all work out for the best. (It won’t.)

    Because that quarter life crisis is your brilliant, unconventional, never-to-be-seen-again-on-the-planet self reminding you that you have important stuff to do and NO MORE TIME TO WASTE. (Go on with your bad self, self!)

    BECAUSE WHAT IS EXPECTED OF YOU AND WHAT YOU ARE MEANT TO DO ARE NOT THE SAME THING. twdrk

    EVERYONE is going to get to that moment of existential crisis, that moment of: wait, THIS is my life? I always thought I was meant for more. I had goals and big dreams I was going to to fulfill someday…

    Most people won’t get to that moment for decades, until after they have already spent so very, very long on the well beaten track of career, marriage, house, kids, and accumulating more and more stuff.

    And the longer they wait to start working on that big dream, the less likely it is that they will EVER pull it off. Not because it’s too late. It’s never too late. But because, after all those years invested, it becomes harder and scarier to walk away, to forfeit the money, the prestige, and all of it to just head off that path and follow the heart.

    Most people simply won’t do it. They will find a way to stifle the angst and keep going on with their lives unchanged.

    But all those unfulfilled goals and dreams have a way of sticking to the soul. And, as uncomfortable as it is where you are right now, imagine that unease never really going away, always lurking just under the surface, ready to swamp your dinghy just when the waters seem calm.

    Until, finally, at the very end of life, it becomes the single biggest regret: I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

    GOOD THING YOU’RE NOT MOST PEOPLE.

    You’re not going to squander another twenty years building someone else’s dream. You’re going to renounce that trap in a New York minute and start building your own dream. And, yes, dammit, since you are the one choosing, you’re going to build it in Paris.

    You’re not going to waste any more time going through the motions. You’re going to start right now living your life as though it truly is your own, as though all that there is, is what you demandtwdrk

    You’re not going to get to the end of your life and find regret. You’re going to look back at your brilliant, unconventional, never-to-be-seen-again-on-the-planet life and exclaim: OH, HELL, YES, THAT WAS ME!

    AND ALL BECAUSE OF THAT QUARTER LIFE CRISIS. LUCKY YOU.

    Even better news: you don’t have to do it alone. I have been where you are and I work with people just like you to hightail it out of that traditional rut and build their own unconventional life and business. We can take this from excruciating to exhilarating. Ask me how.

    Your thoughts

    5 Comments

    1. Oh my gosh, Wendy! I am going to explode from all the drive to ACT inspired by yours and Raz’s posts today. I just desperately wish I knew what to do first! 🙂

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      • That is what I love to hear! (The first part, not the second part about not knowing what to do.) You will figure it out-I have faith in you! Now, I have to go over and check out Raz’s blog!

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    2. “Is that all there is?” – that was the exact phrase that went through my head just before I decided to leave IBM, leave everything familiar behind, take my life’s savings and go travel for a year.

      There are absolutely NO regrets in having made that decision BUT there would have been if I had not gone!!

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    3. Okay, after the first four lines, I thought you were writing about menopause – which seemed a bit late for a quarter-life crisis – but now I get it. 😉

      And I got it back then, too: I finished my Bachelors, worked for one year, and
      left Canada because a job, a car, an apartment – even a really sweet boyfriend
      who watched Sunday afternoon football – made me think: Is this really ALL there is?

      No, it certainly wasn’t: I couldn’t comment when you posted this as I happened to be in Venice that day (and it was sooo bloody hot that there was no kissing going on in
      gondolas, otherwise the lips would have melted together!). I have also been at
      the edge of the Sahara and almost froze my 8-month bump off sleeping in a very
      basic hotel (maybe skip the romantic-sounding blankets).
      I cannot even imagine what my life would have been like if I had stayed.

      So is this good advice from Wendy? YES! For sure no material stuff is worth staying in a
      life that makes you sleepless and restless. And it is never too late (ah, but you
      already know that from her l a s t post… :-))

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