After four months since the first time I officially quit my so-called prestigious job, really I’m still amazed by how I’m still safe and sound and survived.

Well, thanks to: 1) still living in parent’s house so I don’t have to think about mortgage and food (in my country and my religion, your parents are supposed to support you (daughters) financially as long as you're not married yet, but I don’t get that privilege whatsoever ever since I got a job a year ago, not to mention after I quit the concerning job), 2) much lesser consumptive habit, 3) God that beyond doubt is kind.

Even so, I still have to pay off my laptop debt (still six months to go) and that’s the hardest part, I suppose. I’ve tried countless of efforts to earn at least sufficient money to pay my debt for each month, yet I had to add another new debt to pay the last month’s laptop debt. *sigh*

Though I, however, don’t regret my decision of quitting my teaching job (and thank God I don’t have to teach), I really do feel that this is the time when reality hits me for the second time. The second time, as I’ve been in this situation even long before I knew how it feels to have a job.

Then one day, all over again, God led me to turn on the TV. For the third or fourth time, the TV station had the rerun of Oprah—-and guess what, the one with her interview with Elizabeth Gilbert! I was almost gawking before the TV, trying to absorb “what is it that God trying to say to me by showing me again this rerun episode?”

As the same as what I did when I watched the episode for the second and third time, this time I had the attempt to listen more, even each, single word both women said during the show. And just before the show was over, a light of 25-watt light bulb or something popped up in my head: “I’m going to start writing a book about reclaiming my own life.”

I know, I know, kind of exaggerating, but that really happened in my mind. I was like, “okay, let’s write a book that will record your journey in proving yourself (and the world—-okay, at least your family and friends) that quitting your big-time job isn’t a mistake!”

So, since then, by the help of my journal (or diary, as you say so), I note down every single thing that has to do with the vis-à-vis topic. Just trying to prove that, even have to live ‘poorly’ (I use the quotes as I realize that I’m somewhat much more lucky than some other people out there), I can smile throughout my days, I can be grateful by what have been given to me for decades of my life, and definitely I can really do what I love for a living. I understand that this proving-to-the-world task needs years, but I’m ready :)

--Diar, www.gorgeousinspirations.com