The Walk Out

I remember July 2008 very clearly, I was crying my eyes out after having another ear bashing from my boss.  Clearly I couldn’t carry on like this, I was miserable and of course it was all down to the job I hated and the boss who didn’t seem to let up.  I’d been thinking about quitting for months but didn’t have the courage to let go of the only income I had and with very little money in the bank, I couldn’t afford to just walk out without having another job to go to.  The problem was that the job had been slowly killing me for the last 12 months and the more miserable I became, the more desperately I searched for a way out.

That night I went to bed and something seemed to shift in me because I woke up the next morning a changed Woman.  I knew exactly what I needed to do and nothing was going to stop me from doing it.

Within the week, I had cut off my hair, cleared out my wardrobe, let go of draining friends and with a brand new outlook on life, I walked into work and handed in my resignation.  The relief I felt when I walked out the door was amazing. It wasn’t just a job I was walking out on, finally I had set myself free from the shackles that had held me captive for far too long.

I’d love to say that my ‘walk out’ happened out of the blue, but it didn’t.  It was the previous 7 months of diving into the inner me and clearing away all the cobwebs that kept me stuck.  Today I still do exactly the same, if something isn’t serving my highest good, then I simply walk out of that state and step into the shoes that belong to me.  It’s not always easy which is why I choose to have people help me along the way and just as importantly I choose to be my own best friend.

Sending my love to those of you who have also been set free and courage to those who are nearly there.

Love,
Natasha