It Just Didn't Make Sense

We tend to overcomplicate things too much—in our work, in our faith, in our relationships, and even in our very existence.

Sometimes, all that matters is that it makes sense to you. Whatever that is. It doesn't even have to make sense to others. You only have one life to live it always trying to please others.

I was a financial analyst with a promising career. I had the potential to be promoted every two years. I had projects involving hundreds of millions and, sometimes, even billions of pesos. I talked with CFOs, finance heads, and even directors. I was paid well. I could have stayed and built a career. But at the end of the day, it didn’t make sense to me.

I wanted to be more in touch with people, with their hearts, and with their humanity. I wanted to be in touch with their motivations, their passions, and the things that make them feel alive and even loved. I wanted to connect more with those who are struggling in their lives and in their careers. I wanted to do something I felt was more significant.

That’s why I started writing—especially about things that could touch the heart, stir up the soul, and light up a fire in other people’s lives. Just because it made sense to me.

Financially, I still have to rely on my day job which is less prestigious than my previous one. But, it gives me more free time to do what I love.

How about you? Stop overcomplicating your life and do the things that make sense to you. You do not even have to get paid doing it.

Of course, I have a bias for making a difference in someone else's life with what you do. It's the only way to live a fulfilled life.


P.S. I have a tremendous amount of respect and admiration for people who find purpose in their jobs or in what they do. That includes my former bosses and colleagues.