New Challenges
Depression
Freedom
Money
I thought the scariest thing i ever did was propose to my wife. I got down on one knee in public and asked for her hand in marriage. Boy was i wrong! One month after tying the knot i decided to quit my job. I had to quit my job. My sanity depended on it. To go to work at a place I truly hated was killing me. No seriously not the typical ”Oh I'm overwhelmed, cry me a river, someone feel bad for me..” depression had set in. Dark, touchy, sad, quiet, angry. I would like to think that I hid these emotions well, but who knows. Quitting my job to become a full-time photographer has been a topic of discussion between my wife and I for some time. For months I prayed and wrestled with the idea of doing what I love, and what i'm passionate about for a living. I found myself sitting at work daydreaming and brainstorming about my business plans. What would be next, how would I do it? I started walking around with a notebook to take notes and writing down my ideas. I made it a part of my daily routine. It was now time to take action. I didn't want to be in a dark place anymore. I needed to free myself from the binds. I would be so mad when I had to turn down a photo shoot because of work. After much prayer, trust in God and and a leap of faith I quit my job.
Six month later I haven’t looked back. No regrets!