After many, MANY years (starting in 1998) working for NASA's Chandra X-ray Observatory as a contracted Graphic Designer/Science Illustrator/Social Media Flounderer the isolation of working from home and the acknowledgement that I wasn't passionate about the subject matter I worked with on a daily basis started to wear. But it was so hard to leave. I couldn't let go of the thought that what I was doing mattered. That I was making a positive contribution to our world by actively promoting educational materials on the wonders of our Universe. This made me so proud. It was something that was integrated in my ideas of "happiness".
I wasn't happy though. Grateful? Yes, incredibly. Happy? Not so much.
But I had no idea where to go! I'd look at the classifieds and everything felt cold or material or a step backward. I briefly considered getting a masters to pursue teaching. After some research, returning to school felt like a bandaid. An expensive and time consuming bandaid. For a moment I tried to convince a friend who finds talent for commercials (I did live in LA) to let me work for her so I could see if that was an industry I'd like to be a part of. Thankfully she knew better and never seemed to answer my texts when I bugged her about it. My husband, Travis, and I even wandered about Europe for 3 months in hopes that I would experience some kind of epiphany. Nope. Didn't happen. It was a wonderful experience but it was epiphany-less. *sigh*
All I wanted to know was, "What do I want to be when I grow up?"
Have you faced that same question? Or did you know at an early age which path you should take? Others sharing their journey have definitively helped me so please let me know how yours is going in the comments below!