If I Didn’t Leave My Job Soon, I Was Sure I Would Die
It had gone on for months, thoughts of leaving my C.F.O. job at a successful, $250 million company. If I didn’t get out of there soon, I was sure I would die.
I loathed my job.
Are you stuck in a job like this? Perhaps you don’t quite loathe your job. Are you simply dispassionate about it? Are you living a life of quiet desperation?
I’m not going to tell you what to do. I’m going to tell you what I did and remind you that where there’s a will, there’s a way.
In my situation, I planned and schemed what to do.
I wanted to start my own company, but was afraid. As a single mom and sole breadwinner, my family depended on my salary.
And besides, I needed to raise money to start my own business. Lord knows, I had run projections seven ways to Sunday but knew there was a need for at least a quarter of a million dollars to start my business.
One morning while navigating daunting Los Angeles rush hour traffic, the truth finally hit me. I realized that I was full of shit and it wasn’t that I didn’t have the money (although I most certainly did not), but rather that I was afraid. Yep.
I was terrified to make that kind of move. I had started a business before, but my then husband and I…
