Last year, I had to go see a dentist because of an ache in my tooth and so I met this lovely lady. A dentist-young, pretty and intelligent. She was warm too. When I got into the room where the operation was to take place, we began to talk and for few minutes, I forgot about the pains.
She bemoaned her choice of career and at how boring her work had become especially as the routine was killing her. For a medical personnel, I was rather surprised. It had never occured to me that there would be a doctor who would find the medical profession uninteresting. I guess I am usually carried away by their poise and charisma.
She wished she had the opportunity to follow the path that excited her, but now she was stuck because there were expectations from her family and friends. It would be absurd to just leave the profession after long years of staying in school. She longed to be an entrepreneur and with her eyes lit up, she narrated in details her business plan and how she had begun to pursue it and the progress she was making.
Few months after that incident, I met another medical doctor in December. She looked at me and said, ‘Medicine is over hyped.’ She told me that if she had been exposed in secondary school to the things she now knew, she would never have attempted picking medicine as a course of study.
Few months ago, as I walked into the Obafemi Awolowo University with my friend, we got to a department and she told me how she desperately wanted to study medicine and so was attending classes in the college of medicine while she kept failing in her courses in a different field. It was almost 10 years later that she found the field she really loved- Child Education- after working in the environment and seeing how she naturally responded there.
Knowing that there were people out there who studied a course they were never passionate about and yet decided to pull in that one thing that gave them joy brings comfort to my soul. It showed that I was not alone in this struggle.
I can never forget the look on my mother’s face when I told her I was not going to practice law because I had no interest whatsoever. I remember how my parents had contacted a senior advocate of Nigeria and a Judge to talk sense into my head. It worked because I remember that after I returned to my hotel room at the end of the session with the Judge, I was depressed and I told myself I was going shake off the stupidity and get back to work. I called myself all sorts of names. Lazy, coward…
I picked up my wig and gown and headed for Benin to begin practice. Two weeks later, I got out of practice with the excuse that I was going for my Masters. Practice was driving me nuts. I started my masters in law and again I was back in the circle. How many times did I struggle to concentrate on my notes while stories and creative ideas danced in my head.
During my Masters, I began to take writing seriously. The internet exposed me to a wider circumference of something that gave me happiness and fulfillment. I found blogging, many thanks to Uju Okorie’s blog. I saw that I could write for the screen, thanks again to Ben Ope Johnson. I saw my love for designs, via Simeon Taiwo and I discovered how content writing for me was like water to a thirsty soul. I discovered a world of storytelling, a place where my heart soared.
I get it. Hunger is real. There are bills to pay. The economy is not smiling. How on earth should you leave your job to pursue something that might not put food on your table? Have you also asked yourself why you have to go to the grave unhappy?
First of all, I’m not asking you to leave your job. I have a job that pays my bills and I got it with the certificate that I do not care so much about but that does not define Ife Grace. I am much more than the 9-5 job I have. I know what I love to do, and I’m giving room to allow that area to soar.
If satisfaction and fulfillment means so much to you, you can find a way to include it into your schedule even if it is at a slow pace.
Life is too precious to just mark your name in the attendance register and leave. By all means create time to hone that talent. Take courses online, read books about it, do all you got to do to put your best in it, you never can tell when an opportunity would present itself and then you’ll have enough to get off that ‘survival job’ that gives you no satisfaction.
I have had friends who took the bull by the horn and got out of jobs that frustrated them. I have had to do so myself when I woke up daily depressed and anxious because of a job that made me almost cry. Sometimes you need to take that leap. But be sure it’s a calculated leap.
Forget what people will say about you. Leave the regrets behind. You cannot change the past but you can write your future.
Start somewhere. Your certificate or the years you have spent in school should not define you, if something else is burning in your heart. Give space to those things you love to do. Life is hard enough to just spend all of it running the rat race. If you are confused and worried about what to do with your life. Go to God. He has the blue print for your life. He knows why he has sent you to the earth.
You may want to read my post on Walking into divine purpose.
How fulfilling is the life you are living? Do you mind sharing your thoughts with me in the Comment Section? I look forward to hearing from you.