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my days belong to me now

Oct 19
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monday morning, october 19th


it's 8:38am, i just got back from my morning walk

i have the whole day free today, since i do not start work until 4pm


which still feels strange to me

it feels as if it is still so instilled in me that not starting work at 9am is wrong


maybe this is how creating your own path is meant to feel, at least in the beginning

i guess it's not supposed to be easy


but i don't believe the world needs another person numbing their life away at their 9-5


caution as i say this, because not everyone finds it so entirely soul sucking


and to them it would feel purposeful where they can exercise their strengths,

where they have something to offer in that setting


my brain trying to navigate a bank environment is equivalent to asking a turtle to climb a mountain


it probably would eventually do it

but would spend its entire life exhausted, hopeless, and with deep feelings of inadequacy


perhaps the struggle would eventually kill it

or a predator


because it is not built for that ecosystem



this makes me deeply sad to think of all the people who live their lives believing they are inadequate, meanwhile they are just in the wrong environment


one must find where their capabilities and gifts flourish


or risk spending their life just coasting by

that is what i was doing at the bank

i coasted, i got by


until i physically couldn't



but at the end of the day, i don't have any advice to offer people about their banking.


i was doing much more debriefing with customers about their weekends and complicated family lives rather than trying to sell them a credit card


some customers i would see almost every day and knew all that was going on in their lives, but truly not much about their bank accounts


and then there was a line in the lobby and i was supposed to be efficient



and to be honest, that was not fair


although my customers and i enjoyed the bonding time, and it was this that made it doable for me, it wasn't fair for customers to not have someone giving them true, valuable advice


i don't want to analyze what type of chequing account is suitable for someone, i don't want to make small talk all day long

count money, send wires, pay close attention to numbers and all sorts of things my brain finds very numbing


some days i thought it was going to swallow me whole


it felt like every day i had to shut off my spirit, walk in, suppress myself, and perform for 8 hours


let it suck me dry of all of my energy, prana, and then go home with nothing to give


this being my specific experience


but some people seemed to be so natural at it


that was, in fact, the environment in which they thrived



i actually really wanted that life

i tried it

tried quite hard actually

couldn't


the safety of it all, the societal acceptance of working at a bank


i tried so hard to shove and squeeze myself into that box


sometimes it feels like i grieve the life i wish i could have had


stability, belonging, predictability, and the comfort of knowing exactly what comes next

which, of course, for some brings deep comfort

but for me it only ever deeply suffocated me


so it feels strange to grieve because it was something that wreaked so much havoc on me

however, it was still a life i truly thought i would live


we are not all built the same


we are all completely different beings


god, how boring would it be if we all had the same strengths and interests

there would not be enough jobs!


as i have said many times, you will never be able to find peace where you weren't meant to settle

so here i am


at 9am on a monday morning with an entire day to fill


what an odd feeling


what a privilege


i had become so used to people telling me what to fill my days with


a part of me still feels so guilty


but how could i feel guilty when my day finally belongs to me






love, ave



 
 
 

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