I Quit My Business (and it’s the BEST decision I’ve ever made)

I did something fucking wild.

I quit my business.

After four years, I pulled the 'eject' lever and out of the cockpit office I flew.

I've since landed safely in my home office where I'm, quite literally, starting again.

But this time around, it's just me.

It got me thinking how many of us are scared to leave a situation or a job or a relationship out of fear.

Fear of leaving a job you despise because it's secure, fear of leaving that relationship you're unhappy in because it's 'comfortable', fear of what others may think of you and fear of the unknown – the not knowing what's going to meet you on the other side of that life-alerting decision.

It's those fears that cause us to do the worst thing we can possibly do to ourselves.

LIE.

We lie to ourselves.

Tried to convince yourself that you're happy, when in actuality, you're fucking miserable.

In my case, I was lucky. I didn't lie to myself for too long.

That urge to make a huge decision based on my level of happiness, far outweighed the safety net of the comfort zone I was in.

And you know what?

It's okay to change your mind.

To grow. To do something different. To start fresh.

For years, I never quite backed myself enough to run and grow a business on my own. I always felt like I needed a business partner.

Self-doubt can be such a bitch.

But now?

I get to create a business that is mine.

Built with my DNA, my way.

Will it work? Who knows.

But what I do know is this:

You can't make an omelette without breaking a few eggs.

So while I roll up my sleeves and get to work, you can still expect me to unleash content based on living this beautiful life wild and free, and perhaps most importantly, on your own terms.

Keep slaying minds and feeling hyped.