Work to Live

My whole life I’ve been taught to get an education. That what matters is that I finish with my diploma and luckily in the area of what makes me happy. And while others for the most part are taught something similar it’s not easy. College is expensive. Books cost and arm and leg each semester. For most of us we need to help to pay for those things. It’s more than just school we help with bills, we go out with friends. Everything cost money. So what do we do?

We get a job. We work. We work. Work. Work. Work.

Work by Fifth Harmony. Haha.

At some point we become machines. Victims to the green paper/plastic card. We work so much we lose ourselves. Some of us, myself included start to lose sight on the reason why we needed a job in the first place. America has this horrible mindset of living to work. That our sole purpose in life is to work our butts off, get married, have kids, and put them through the same things we did. Whatever happen to enjoying life? Going on adventures. Creating memories.

Which is why I opted for a different mindset.

Working to live.

When I first started college I started to  pull every shift I could at work. Sometimes that would mean 6:30 AM to 6 or even 7 at night. When the next semester would roll around I focused on scheduling work over school. I lost my purpose and because of that I suffered greatly academically. I also found myself losing who I was. I became incredibly negative and forgot what made me happy. I could have easily finished school by now but things happen. Life happens. You live you learn.

I learned.

I know now.

I have to put my needs first. I have to put my education and my passion first. So this semester I cut my hours heavily. Is my bank account crying? Yes. Will my grades be crying? No? Will my creativity be crying? Nope. And I’m okay with that. Money comes and goes but doing what I want will grant me a lifetime of happiness. Don’t you think living is worth something?

 

“Happiness is not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort.”

– Franklin D. Roosevelt

 

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