Hi guys, it’s really been a while.
Hmmm… I’m literally heaving a sigh as I pen this down. You know that deep breath you take when you’ve been holding so much inside…. Yeah, that’s what this feels like. A sign of release or maybe relief, whichever it may be.
There’s a saying that goes: you either take the bull by the horn if you know you want to overcome it.
For a while now, I’ve been going through the toughest time of my life, and I knew I couldn’t keep sitting back. Something really had to change.
As a core minimalist, I’ve always believed in not letting anything steal my peace or cloud my reasoning. My mind is my safe space, so I try to keep it as uncluttered as possible. But recently, I discovered that I’ve been doing the very opposite and that is allowing unrest, pressure and so many crazy situations around me to get the best of me. Particularly, my job.
I remember when I newly graduated from the university, I kept telling my folks and friends that I could never be caught doing a 9-5 job. I craved freedom and so much flexibility. I wanted my creativity to flourish and not shrink. And because of that resolve, I took a bold step and improved on my skill which was completely fueled by my passion — graphic design.
I worked on it tirelessly, got better and better, and then moved on to serve my country. During my service year, I made sure not just to use my skill but to monetize it and keep growing. I felt fulfilled, in control of my path and extremely proud of myself.
But then, when it was time to come back home, I knew reality had set in. My parents were against the idea of me staying home and working remotely. Oh, don’t think too much about it — they are the traditional type who believe that a white-collar job is the proof that they didn’t waste money sending you to school.
So I obliged them. I found a job. And for a whole year, I really endured.
I’m not a morning person, but I became one. I dragged myself up every day, went to work, and came back feeling drained. I struggled to keep my creativity alive because I was restricted to levels that felt stifling. I worked like a full time robot. At the end of each day, it felt like I had achieved nothing — no career growth, no upscaling, no spark.
If I’m being honest, I did learn something, though. I learned that owning my own business and building my own brand is the best thing I could ever do for myself. And so, on 3rd September 2025, I tendered my resignation — against all odds.
My parents were (and still are) a little disappointed, but I’ve decided to walk this path. I see struggles ahead, but I also see growth, opportunities, and challenges that will push me to become better. Right now, I feel peaceful, happy and confident. I honestly feel like I’m stepping into a new territory — working remotely — and strangely, I feel so welcomed.
This is also me saying a big thank you to 
And to a new start, I say…cheers.
Thanks for staying till the end❤️
