Yeah, I mentioned that I feel depressed. Turning 30 is like getting slapped by a reality train. I suddenly question my accomplishments in life. Have I really used my potential to my fullest? Am I wasting my talents by not acting on this pit in my stomach and taking the risks that I wish to take?
In reflection, I fully believe, that I am not doing what I’m meant to be doing. There’s a Catholic saying that a sole is accompanied to the Gates of Heaven with St. Michael. When they arrive God asks “what have you done with the talents I’ve given you?” I think about this daily. It’s not a mystery that I’m craving the city life of NYC. Not a mystery that I demand more from my career path. I feel Atlanta moves too slow for me. Maybe I move too fast for Atlanta. Regarding my career, I feel I should be mentoring, innovating, building, creating, doing a greater good.
I guess I’ll close by saying turning 30 is an eye-opener. It’s time to wake up and get going. Pinpoint what I wish to accomplish and make it happen. Please chime in with comments, suggestions, advice. I particularly like blogging because it acts as my outlet for self-expression. It also holds me accountable. This time next year, I’ll turn back to this post and see if that feeling of depression still lingers.