By: Bree Smith, Guest BloggerOctober 27, 2015
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During my last semester of college I was faced with a decision: money or passion. Being the stubborn person I am, I decided to take the path of passion and accept the low paying internship for a start-up company that stood for something I believed in.
Some might say it was naïve. Others might say it was inspiring. All I knew is that I had big dreams and no idea how to get there. I knew I had to start somewhere so I took off in a dead sprint. I was unaware that the faster you make yourself go, the more you end up leaving behind.
I started my summer at the start-up company. I was so excited and ready to give it everything I had to make it work. I was inspired by its mission and motivated by its vision. However it was not long before I started to get nervous about money and began to look for other ways to get income.
I took a small job at a summer camp for 2 weeks and when that was not enough, I started working as a cocktail server at a local resort. On top of that I was scheduling photo sessions and picking up babysitting jobs whenever I could. At one point I was working 5 jobs. I was exhausted both mentally and physically.
I was so preoccupied with making enough money that I forgot what I came to the start-up for. I was stressed and disheartened.The fire in my eyes dwindled.
I was so preoccupied with making enough money that I forgot what I came to the start-up for. I was stressed and disheartened. The fire in my eyes dwindled. I cried more in those few weeks than I ever had in my entire life. My passion was fleeting. I was going way too fast and starting to slip. I was becoming the very person that I feared. I knew I had to slow down.
Slowly I started regaining traction. I dropped the serving job that caused most of my grief, but my passion for my start-up was never quite the same. I was flickering, like an old street lamp after a raging storm. I was cautious and frightened and never wanted to go back to where I was. I was timid and it affected my work. I knew it was time to walk away, to start fresh. I dropped everything and started over.
I put my heart into my words and passion into my ideas.
The day I walked away was the day everything changed. Within an hour of leaving my last job, an opening at my dream company appeared. It was a sign and more so a dream come true. I applied instantly even though every voice inside my head was screaming at me to take the safe route; to not chance rejection. I was completely vulnerable but I didn’t let that stop me. I had already come this far. I put my heart into my words and passion into my ideas. It was my chance.
Guess what? I got the job.
When one door closes another door doesn't always open. Sometimes it closes on a room with one locked window, and it's your job to break through that window and climb out, even if it leaves you with a couple of scratches. Keep walking forward and don't worry about catching up to others.
We get careless when we run too fast. Observe and enjoy the now. Find your light. Let it shine.
What are your passions? How do you stay true to them when life gets demanding? Tell us below!
Bree is a recent Texas A&M graduate with a degree in Health. She is a dog mom, pizza lover, photo fanatic with a passion for empowering young girls to be themselves on purpose. Her favorite words do not exist in the English language: meraki and quaintrelle. Her spirit animal is a fox because they are beautiful, clever, and creative. She finds peace in simplicity and believes in impossible things. #besomebody
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