Ah, the 6-figure job. The dream life it would bring, right? It’s what everyone wants coming out of college, training, or WHATEVER else you went through to become “qualified” for the work force. That’s the be-all, the laurels you could rest on forever, the ONE thing that would make life complete and easy and….normal, isn’t it?
Hmm. About that.
I was having a conversation with my friend and fellow mastermind member Amy Pico not too long ago. All about the corporate world….our high-paying jobs (or former jobs!)….
Well, at least they seemed to be high-paying, that is…
Yep, we both had gotten there before. Gotten to the pinnacle of that corporate dream. And yet…..she told me that for some reason, she noted, it didn’t really “feel” like that much money. Not like it should’ve. Not the way that the world promised it would. True, she was being paid handsomely for her job, an amount of money that most people would consider hugely successful and satisfying.
So why wasn’t it feeling like 6 figures?
Now, I can imagine what that might sound like at first. Poor little highly paid corporate employee, right? Making the money, living the dream, making more than half the people in the place, and so on and so forth. Count your blessings, baby. If I had that kind of money I’d be happy, why aren’t you? Boo-hoo, right?
Well, here’s the thing–it really wasn’t about the money, on the one hand. On the other, it was ALL about the money.
How can it be both? Like this…..
When you’re doing something that isn’t you–when you’re doing something for someone else that is so FAR removed from the person you want to be and the way you want to show yourself to the world, when you are doing something that you know is taking you away from the life that you not only want but NEED to live….
Well, folks, NO amount of money would ever feel like it was enough. No amount of money would ever be worth the sacrifice. So no matter what, it would never really feel like it was “enough”.
Put simply, when you get to that moment, there’s just NO amount of money that they could pay you to give up on your dreams.
That little piece of you that the job you hate is taking from you? Priceless. Absolutely priceless. No salary could ever properly compensate you for its loss.
Now, this is not a matter of greed. NOR is it a limiting belief about money. Not from where I’m standing. What it is really about is what it is that you have to GIVE UP in order to get what the job is willing to give you.
The question is—is it worth it to you? That is ALL I would ask. If it is–that is totally fine. Completely OK. Stand by your choice, and know that you’re doing the right thing for you.
BUT if you know–like she and I do now–that what we were LOSING in order to gain a high-paying job just wasn’t worth it….well, that is a game-changer right there.
I’m not righteous. I’m not playing holier-than-thou. I’m just sharing my TRUTH–that what I left behind needed to be left behind because it wasn’t worth being paid to stay.
But it didn’t start out that way. I was offered a near six-figure salary back in 1999 to walk away from my dreams. And I took it. Thinking that it would get better. I’d find a way out eventually, surely! I’d figure out the things that meant everything to me. Just give it a year.
Well, I gave it a year. A year that wound up containing about 180 months.
The only thing that changed over the next 15+ years was that my salary got higher. And the work got harder. And more unbearable. And more toxic. And I just became more miserable. (To the tune of a comfortable 6-figures….)
But then I just couldn’t escape the truth anymore.
The truth was that my job was making me become a version of myself that I didn’t recognize. A version that I really didn’t like at all. Someone who I did NOT want to be.
Nothing was worth that.
How much were they willing to pay me to give up on my dreams? Not nearly enough. And guess what else? They could never have paid me enough. It was a game that neither I NOR they could ever win.
So I left.
And THAT, my friends, was why my friend didn’t feel like she was really making 6 figures. Or really living the dream. Not greed. Not unworthiness. Just her own personal TRUTH.
That NO amount of money would ever be enough to hand over that priceless part of you.
And hey, if you don’t take it from me…..how about from George Clooney? 😉
So how about you? Was there a moment where you knew you had to stop putting prices on the life of your dreams? Tell me all about it!