Have you ever given up on something because you felt it was impossible to achieve? You felt all the odds were stacked too high against you? You didn’t think you had what was necessary to make an impact? If so, you’re not alone. And I’m living proof that what you decide to do is only half as important as doing it.
Join me for this episode as we explore one small action to help you make your dream come true.
Transcript for Today’s Show
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hey thanks for joining me today for this episode of curves welcome a podcast about facing and embracing the curves of life if this is your first time tuning in this is Susie Carr have you ever given up on a dream because you felt it was impossible to achieve I did once and quite frankly I was never more miserable when I first graduated college I dreamed of landing a position as a professional writer I searched high and low in every classified section an online job portal I could find to uncover that gem of a job where I spend my days typing out words people would want to read I envisioned opportunities would come rolling into my life when I graduated college yeah well opportunities for writing professionals weren’t exactly taken up columns in the classifieds section let alone even a sentence of space in any of the searches I conducted my naive self took this to mean my dreams were over becoming a writer seemed impossible I decided to give up on the dream I would never be a writer I felt that if I did that at least I could move forward the opportunities didn’t exist for inexperienced people like myself I took my crushed vision and ventured out on a more realistic romp through the classifieds two months after my search began I landed a job as a senior operations associate in a financial company I walked into that tall building with its mirrored windows and perfectly manicured bushes and lawns with a knot in my throat each day and I walked out with frustrated tears rolling down my cheeks each evening I lasted 18 months in that torture chamber and I honestly think it shaved off a good 10 years of my life I gave up and suffered the consequences it was a decent job and I made decent money I upgraded my apartment at the time and even bought a new car why was I so miserable I was miserable because money wasn’t my motivating factor I wanted to be a creative writer not a monetary wizard where others found gratification I found a straight path to dissatisfaction I hated dealing with other people’s money and the Tantrums that often accompanied those dealings so why did I put up with it why do any of us put up with jobs we can’t stand it paid the bills good ol money kept me shackled to a career that likely gave me my first strand of gray hair I needed the green bells and this company gave them to me I had a shiny new red car in the driveway and a charming apartment in Providence I succumbed to the comfort of having a steady paycheck which resulted in many sleepless nights spent wallowing in useless self-pity and drowning in relentless tears the need for money was my obstacle it forced me on a path that I didn’t want to take and made me give up on my dream have you ever wanted something so badly in that desire blinded you to find solutions to make it happen a lot of us tend to get stuck in a dizzying pattern that makes us feel there was no way out I wanted to be a writer so badly when I earned my degree I wanted to walk off that graduation stage and walk into the large doors of a publishing house where I could work my way up the ladder of literary heaven I had no idea what kind of writer I wanted to be I just wanted to make a living writing for all I knew I would have been thrilled write in the copy on the backside of a cereal box it wouldn’t have mattered I just wanted to write when I measured my dream against my reality the two were so far off the problem was that there were few positions available as a writer that did not require solid experience something I did not have sure I wrote a few fluff articles for my college literary magazine and wrote in plenty of journals to myself but that wouldn’t open doors as a professional there seemed to be no answer no viable way to break in I thought I was doomed to a life of crunching numbers instead of expressing myself through a with a written word then one day a light bulb turned on in my brain while on a long hike I vented to a dear friend she then turned to me and asked but isn’t a writer supposed to write I tripped over her question knowing with every morsel of my being that her words echoed truth but fueled by my Boreas trek up the mountain an abiding need to defend myself I answered quite hastily I don’t have time to waste on foolish dreams how am I supposed to carve out time to write when I have to concentrate on cleaning grocery shopping and oh yeah working her patient reply was how can you foolishly waste time on work that kills your soul I pressed on up the ridge of that mountain the fog hung thick and dense choking off the last bit of Reason in my heart with each step up that unforgiving rocky mountain side I allowed self-doubt to trample on my friends beautiful argument finally breathless and irritated I bar Tao I have no experience as a writer and no one will allow me to gain it my words echoed through the trees slamming back against me with a force too powerful to brush away my friend held a silence until we ascended to the top of that mountain then she said you have no experience well go get some then surely someone needs a writer just as surely a soup kitchen needs servers and children need mentors right to help others and pathways will open up to you I took a good wide view of the tree dotted landscape below breathing fully for the first time in ages I felt the unmistakable nudge I had needed since I first dreamed of becoming a writer yes I would go and get some experience I would write not to earn a paycheck but to make a difference in an organization that needed my help I would volunteer to gain my experience and so began my writing journey I volunteered writing articles for a local animal advocates group to help educate the public on issues pertaining to domesticated animals something that is near and dear to my heart simultaneously I began volunteering my time to write articles for hair salon trade magazines to help educate stylists around the globe on ways to market and build their businesses eventually I discovered the writer inside one who eventually discovered a passion for writing not only magazine articles but novels that depicted real-life struggles and brought a sense of empowerment to love and friendship stepping away from something that sucks the life out of you to discover what breathes that life back in is both scary and exhilarating and it’s often necessary if you want to live a life that you’re happy living I’ve learned that to gain a sense of purpose requires action if you want to be a writer you must write if you want to be a painter you must paint if you want to be an actor you must act you can’t just talk about it you can’t just dream about it you must do it you can’t ever give up often times that path opens up by our willingness to forge a new one where one didn’t exist before that takes courage to build a new path and that courage stems from a strong desire to live a life you’re meant to live have you ever given up on something because you felt it was impossible to achieve you felt all the odds were stacked too high against you you didn’t think you had what was necessary to make an impact if so you’re not alone and I’m living proof that what you decide to do is only half as important as doing it so the question I leave you with is what is one action you can take today right now to create an opportunity to make your dream happen once you discover it please don’t ignore it you must go and do it for it to come to life don’t give up go and make it happen you owe it to yourself and others to live a life that gives you a great sense of purpose hey friends thanks for spending time with me today I hope you enjoyed today’s topic if there is something you’d enjoy exploring in a future podcast please reach out to me via my website at curves welcome calm and I’ll work it in while you’re there grab a free story – it’s my way of thanking you for your support of my podcast and romance novels I also want to take a moment to thank all who have become patrons on my patreon page your 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