It seems like yesterday, but it was nearly seven years ago. I was at the crossroad of my career and was facing an important decision. The outcome would greatly impact my future.
I had spent the past 8 years working in the job of a stock market analyst. My job was comfortable, and the money that came with it was good enough. But something seemed missing. I took a few years to realize this, but what was missing was the need to have complete control over my life and decisions. I did not like someone else calling the shots for me and maybe, in a phone call, deciding what my future would look like.
And thus, after much deliberation and after ensuring that I had financial cushion to support me for a couple of years, I quit my job.
The first year was tough. Compounding the fact that I was trying to build credibility, brand myself and make meaningful connections in a new field, I was also dealing with the arrival of my second child.