This is a story about a girl. A girl who in the throes of her quarter-life crisis realized that:
A) Her work did not define her, although she was pretty damn good at it
B) She couldn’t care less about work because it couldn’t care less about her
C) If someone handed her a winning ticket to the Powerball, she would choose to never work a day in her life
This is probably a good moment to clarify some things before we get carried away by the work-can-suck-it diatribe of yet another millennial you’ve probably decided is a lazy, entitled mofo. To clarify, yes, you are correct. She really is a millennial and she is lazy. So lazy in fact, that she needs to be handed the winning ticket because she couldn’t be bothered to remember to go buy one. One might successfully argue chronic burnout but that’s besides the point. The point is she was desperate enough to quit her corporate dream job and risk everything she knew to take a year long travel sabbatical.
On the sabbatical, she experienced what it felt like to just live chasing fun and whimsy and whatever her heart desired. She found that she could happily dedicate her life to all her random hobbies without ever feeling bored or unfulfilled. So she took a leap of faith and decided she wanted her sabbatical life to be her real, forever life. She wanted to be free to just live, which also meant she’d need to figure out how to live without ever having to worry about money.
This is a journal of her path to financial freedom.
This is a journey to my freedom. You may call me Financial Freedom Fairy, aka triple F. Welcome to my step-by-step guide of how to live your best life by kicking your job addiction!
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