“Mum, I will quit my job to travel long term.”
This is the second part of my How and Why I Took the Leap of Faith.
I think some of my friends are wondering how I told my parents I quit my job to travel or if they even know about it. Probably because they’re in the same situation as I was or just curious. And yes, my friends I’m happy to say they know about it.
Ever since I started earning money, I really have planned on leaving everything behind and just travel long term. And telling my parents was part of the plan. I was worried about how the conversation would go with them. Not that I care about whether they’re going to be okay with this but I just don’t want them to overreact. I don’t need their approval nor do I need to convince them. I’m just giving notice to them. I’m sure they would think like I’m throwing away my future and that my reasons wouldn’t make sense to them.
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So, I needed something for them not to be shocked. I don’t want to surprise them like one day, I’ll just leave like in the movies. I did it slowly. Like I kept on traveling until they got used to it. I kept warning them that “anytime this month or year, I will finally hand my notice whether you like it or not.”
So when I finally told them I’m quitting my job and I’m flying immediately after my last day in the office. Here’s what they had to say (translated):
“Son, please think this carefully. This is not just on a whim. We are worried what might happen to you on your travels. We are not there to help and protect you. Have you gone crazy?!”
Here’s what I said to them:
“I will not let you be the “dream stealer” of my life. All I can ask from you is support. I’m young and there’s no better time to travel the world than now. It’s not that I won’t get the chance to travel when I get old, it’s that it would be harder for me. You get my point?
I’m seeking discomfort. I don’t just travel to see places, but to see myself in another dimension I never thought I could possibly do, to discover myself and unleash the beast within me. It’s not gonna be easy and that’s okay. That’s life. It’s never easy. I don’t know when I will come back and it might take some time. I love you guys but I won’t let anyone stand between me and my dreams. But don’t worry, I will be responsible for my actions. If I need you, I will call you. Rest assured, I will send a daily track to where I have been so you can locate me and not worry.”
Of course my mom cried when I left. It’s normal. The first time I left my parents to travel was last 2010 during high school for a National Leadership Conference. I was about 13-14 years old. I was really young that time and of course I cried when I left while my dad was driving me to the meeting place. “I’m going to miss them.” I said to myself. I was on my own that time and it was totally freedom to be not with them. Like I was a dog unleashed.
But this time it’s different, I didn’t cry. I’m independent. I have the money. I have the experience. And I take full responsibility of whatever happens. If I fail, I will learn. If I succeed, it’s a bonus.
I don’t know what I’m looking for to be honest on why I quit my job to travel. Maybe an enlightenment on what I want to do in my life? Find my passion? Find a partner? But one thing is for sure is to experience what the world has to offer. And enjoy being in the moment. I wanted to be a kid again and restore my “childlike wonder” so that when I return I will remember what it is to be truly alive again. When I do, all the wonders I have seen will go together and make sense. And that’s when I know my wings have already flown.