For the past year, I’ve seen a slow, but noticeable, downward trend in my attitude toward my career. There are certainly things I like about it, but I don’t get joy out of it like I do with other things. Every day has turned into a struggle to drag myself into the office. Every day, I have to convince myself to go in, that I need the job, the paycheck, the stability. And every day, I feel the happy drain out of me a little bit more.
It’s possible this came about when one of my superiors recently acted like I was the second coming of Albert Einstein because I fixed the margins on a memo.
Because I’m smarter than that, dammit. I’m worth more than marginal shortcuts.
So naturally, I blame creativity.
I grew up with dance. It was never something I thought I could pursue. It was merely a hobby, something to keep me active. It wasn’t until I returned to dance after a seven year hiatus that I realized how much I needed that artistry to keep me going; that churning out a 9-to-5 job, week after week, just wasn’t cutting it for me. Last year, my body finally told me to cool it so I gave up dance to recover. By then, I had been writing here for about a year so I had this community to help me fill the creative void left by quitting dance. But not even that could help me be happy with where I am in my life. Because I still have to spend 40+ hours a week in a place I’m not sure I want to be for the rest of my life.
Perhaps this is my privilege, Generation Y, or some entitled combination of both talking but I feel as if I deserve more; that all of us deserve more than a job we put up with to scrape by each and every week. We all deserve to do what we love, right?
But when I talk to friends and family about my hope of one day finding my happy by doing what I really want to do, I see their eyes glaze over and the glances back and forth as they question my sanity.
Is she serious? their eyes whisper…
Yes. I am. Because I can’t go through this life fixing margins on memos. Well, unless those margins are on the next novel I plan to publish.
So how do the creatives push that doubt away? How do we convince those we care for most that this is serious? This isn’t some phase we’re going through where you just have to wait for us to get bored and move on. This is who we are. This is us finding our happy. Our happy just happens to come through a creative spark. Sure, it’s unconventional and hard as hell to make a reality, but why should that force us to stop searching for it?
Hopefully, the answer is it shouldn’t. So I won’t. I’ll work on my doubt while searching for the elusive happy. Because one day, I’m going to be able to wake up and enjoy what I do each and every day. One day, my happy will be staring me right in the face each morning. Why? Because I deserve it. We all do. And I have to keep believing in that.
Otherwise, what’s the point?
23 thoughts on “Finding Happy”
You go, girl! Your writing is so great that I know you’re going to have a “Best Seller” one day. (You know I’ve told you that often) And, of course, what can I say about your talent in dance. Maybe you should try teaching children somewhere. Take a class or two for a whole school year. You can still keep your job until you think things through. You know Kathryn Yon that bought the studio…she gave up a terrific job because dance was her “soul”
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Love you Brenda! You’ve always been so supportive of me, no matter what it was. 🙂
Not sure if you’re serious or just writing out of frustration or both 🙂
I’m right there with you. Some days are rewarding, but most I find myself slamming my face against the “glass ceiling” feeling only pain and frustration for 1. Not breaking through 2. Life choices that put me under the ceiling and 3. Settling in life. I’m sorry you feel this frustrated.
“Marginal shortcuts” is such a great phrase. You are a writer. As Joseph Campbell would advise, “Follow your bliss.” (And read some Joseph Campbell if you need to counterbalance the naysayers.) ❤
Thanks Meg! 🙂
I feel this so much. Or at least I did before I got laid off. Go after your dreams. Do not wait.
Thanks Michelle 🙂 I don’t know what I would do without you guys. I’m hoping this is just a rut I’m in but who knows. I’m just going to keep chugging along and hope I can make it happen one day 🙂
I say run after your dreams, as fast as you can. Eventually the people we love most will get on board and realize that this isn’t just a phase or a whim or something we’re doing because we’re bored. It’s our calling, and passion, and exactly what we were put on this earth to do.
Thank you Sam! 🙂
You absolutely deserve to be happy. Never doubt that! I can’t wait to read your novel 😉
Thank you Stacie! That’s why I love you guys so much. Such a great support system for all of us! 🙂
I am with you! God, if all I had was this job, (and don’t get me wrong, it is a wonderful firm and I value it) I might go insane. Five years ago, I told Paul I was going to start a blog and he looked at me as if I had a snake on my shoulder, but here I am still writing and that is enough to get me through the 40 hour work week. The key is convincing yourself, not anyone else.
Thanks Bill! I think that’s why the blog has helped so much. Actually putting your stuff out there is terrifying, even if it’s *just* on a blog, but it certainly helps with the soul crushing doubt we face each day. Haha
It’s funny how we don’t realize how much creative outlets do for us while we’re doing them. I went on a 10 minute haranguing of my barber when she said that my partner was the more creative of the two of us. I mean, I hauled off on her listing everything creative I’ve ever done. I apologized later, but it took her saying that to me to realize how important it was that I created.
I honestly had no idea until I returned to dance. Now I’ve found all these other creative outlets that really keep me going each day. How do people live without it?
Now’s the time to make the changes and find your happiness. My options changed when I became a mother. I don’t know if that’s in the cards for you and I don’t mean to sound like I have regrets. I don’t, actually, because I took advantage of my young and single days to try new things and pursue dreams.
I just need to find the courage. Confidence has never been my forte but yeah write has definitely helped me with that as well as to grow as a writer. Y’all are the best 🙂
Yup, I could have written this same post, too. I suppose the only way we get through our 9-5s is with the promise (hope?) that eventually we WILL get to do what we love for a living one day, because if not, then unfortunately I don’t believe much is “worth it.” I also feel like I deserve better, but maybe I shouldn’t feel like I deserve it because I certainly don’t feel like I am working hard enough toward it. You’ve given me a lot to think about with this post, Arden. Thanks!
Glad I made you think! Haha. The doubt gets me. I’m get so scared when I’m nearing the end of a project because I’ll know I have to put it out there. Got to find a way to get over that or at least just push through it!
I’m with you, sistah! Just try to remember that first drafts are always crap (if you’re talking about novel writing). Don’t let the first draft bring you down. You’re a great writer as evidenced on yeah write! I have a feeling you will go far.
Thank you Cheney! Oh yes, first drafts are rough. Haha
You are in my head. See, for example, recent panic attacks, etc. I am so glad we have this place. *hugs*
Love you Christine!! 🙂