I've always been a person of indecision when it comes to career, college, etc. I have always envied the people who have known what they want to do with their lives since birth. Maybe it's the fact that I think you should know what you want to do, however nonsensical that is. Doesn't seem like that difficult of a concept, but somehow, decisions like that have historically been crippling for me.
Almost two years ago, I started my current job. Under a contract with myself, I decided that I would stay here for 2 years, then pursue other options. I signed on the imaginary dotted line, and heaved a sigh of relief, for I had a plan. Now, my 2 year deadline is quickly approaching. I love my job, but also feel a longing to get out of Montana. I've lived here all my life--it's time to spread those wings and seek life elsewhere. The problem now is, what is my next life step?
I think I need to find a life coach. Maybe a trip to see Dr. Phil is in order.
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Maybe you needed a 6th grade teacher who told you that girls couldn't be lawyers. That's all it took for me...
Do you need me to be your life coach? This is my advice: stay in Helena, hang out with bdoc all the time, watch OC episodes for diversity of surroundings, and drink more margaritas. Alright, well, that's done. Need anything else?
If you want to go - go. As hard as it is for me to say it. Go, Be, Do. You are young, you don't have kids, you don't own a house, you don't even have a pet. Don't be afraid. What better time than now? I say all this against all of my personal wishes. Red Basement won't be the same without you, but what flowers bloom in the basement? Sigh.
You can always come back.
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