I can’t believe it’s been two years since I quit my job. Sometimes it feels like it was only yesterday. Other times, like it’s been forever.
The two-year mark was about a month ago and, if I’m being honest, I even forgot the date — I just remembered it was sometime in mid-June. Still, I knew it was a big milestone. But I couldn’t bring myself to write or say anything about it. No post, no reflection, no update. Every time I tried, the only thing that came up was: What am I even supposed to say?
This year didn’t come with big clarity or a “next chapter” moment. But something did shift. Just like at the one-year mark I finally realized I was on a break, at the two-year mark I realized: I’m not on a break anymore. I’ve been working. I’ve been building something. I’ve been living as the version of me I spent the first year trying to find — and figuring out how not to lose her again.
In this minisode, I revisit the same questions I asked myself at the one-year mark:
What did I do? What am I proud of? What didn’t go well? What did I learn?
Spoiler: The answers were messier than I expected. But they told me something I needed to hear.
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