When I was in grad school, I wondered whether I would be able to make something out of myself.
I worried that having a degree in the Humanities would make it impossible to find a job I loved. And I ended up sabotaging a few career opportunities because I was so darn sure I was destined to fail.
As the months went by, my expectations gradually dipped lower. Start a website? Nah…how about I write another article for a content mill instead. I hopped around from job to job and while my freelance business was growing, I neglected to challenge myself in a meaningful way.
My goals were shrinking, and so was my happiness. I quit grad school to find a career I genuinely loved, yet I felt like I wasn’t making any real progress.