I Forgot Why I Left Corporate America

I’ve been out since 2016.

Eight years this fall.

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When I longed to get out, I could so clearly see what I was missing:

• My babies — their milestones, the monotony and profundity of motherhood.
• My health and well-being — time at the gym, time outdoors, creative time, and open-ended time.
• My goals — my family, seeing the world, making a difference, continuing to evolve.
• Logistics — being able to schedule appointments or grocery shop whenever it made sense, volunteering at their schools, seeing my friends, and no more commuting.
• But most of all, owning my time — expanding my time, priceless delicious time — I was craving it and couldn’t wait to spend it, invest it, and rediscover it by using it my way.

But lately, I’ve noticed myself saying or thinking, “I don’t have time (or money) to do that.” It’s so common, right?

But is it true?

Or is it fear?

Is it an excuse?

Or is it thought distortions, limiting beliefs, and stories someone else made up that I’ve bought into?

I heard something this week that hit me hard: Every story about scarcity is a lie.