Little Life Update

Little Life Update

Hi, lazy butts!

Today I’m excited to write my first ever ‘diary’ entry.  None of this has been pre-drafted, so I’m just letting it all flow as I feel it.

My life has been changing along with the seasons, and I’ve been reluctant to share a big change that’s recently happened to me because I feared the judgement that I’d face, but I’m going to do it anyways. I quit my job!

Yes, I quit my job! And no, I didn’t line another one up before I put in my notice.

I know you’re all thinking “What?! Victoria, I knew you made stupid decisions, but to quit a job without another lined up? That’s just straight dumb.” You do have a point, it’s not the best decision I’ve ever made, but it was the right one for me.

I used to feel like I needed to have a better explanation for making my decision, but I’ve realized that being truly unhappy is reason enough to leave a job that stopped fulfilling me. And I’m not talking about being unhappy with waking up at 7am, commuting long distances, going to meetings, having to do actual work, or anything like that because those are things that are inherent to working. You simply can’t avoid those things, and I know this! I’m talking about being unhappy with a negative work environment, unfair treatment, no more room for growth, and the general direction that my mental health was going in (aka, downhill).

Now, I don’t want to go into all of the details because that will probably bore you, so to make a long story short, I simply came to a point where I had to say “enough is enough” and leave something toxic. And it’s honestly been one of the best decisions I’ve made in awhile (unlike the decision I made to drink wine after brushing my teeth, that was a bad decision)!

I wanted to share this life update because I know I’m not the only twenty-something year old in this position and if you’re feeling the same way that I am, I’m totally with you. It’s taken me waaaayyy too long to realize this, but just like a relationship, if your job is bringing you more misery and stress than happiness, it’s probably time to look elsewhere. Like most of us, I was raised to go to school, get a degree that pays well, find a job, and follow that path until I retire 40 years later. Simple as that.

…But I’ve quickly found out it’s not so simple. Life will create change and sometimes we have to hop off the path that we perfectly carved for ourselves to be a little gypsy until we find what truly fulfills us. And that’s okay. Far too often we forget to put ourselves first and I really hope that will change.

On a brighter note, I’ve grown tremendously from this experience and now I’m a happier person than I’ve been in a long time. I’m also still a personal trainer (plot twist, bet you thought I still didn’t have a job!), but I’m also chasing after different dreams that I’ve never had the time or courage to chase. Maybe I want to be a PE teacher, or a yoga instructor, or a nurse, or even start my own business. Basically, what I’ve learned from my 23 years of life on this planet is that sometimes the path you want to follow doesn’t come to you in just one form. Which sounds super cheesy, and reading it back again it doesn’t really make sense because the Woodbridge pinot noir is starting to take over this post, but I do believe that you can have multiple callings in life. There’s nothing wrong with being lost in your twenties, and if you feel lost, that might actually be a good thing.


It’s never too late to make a change. If your gut is telling you to revise something in your life then you should do just that. Revise it. Revise the crap out of it. Face the problem head-on and be honest with yourself. Yes, change is scary, and yes, the decision you end up making might not be the easiest one, but it could be the best one you ever make. You deserve nothing but happiness, and it’s time to start putting yourself first.

I hope this diary entry didn’t bore you to death because I really don’t want to be responsible for all 5 of my followers dying. I hope that it brought a little inspiration to your day instead! Remember, my metaphorical door is always open to you birds if you want to talk, and please don’t be too harsh on the grammatical errors in this post because it’s a diary entry and PINOT NOIR AND I WRITE THE WAY WE WANT TO. Deal with it.

Talk to you butt heads soon!

Hugs, hugs, and more hugs,



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