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Cutting the Umbilical Cord

Posted: November 5th, 2009 | Author: | Filed under: Insight, Work | No Comments »

I quit my job. It’s was a big step…. no, it was a huge step towards where I actually want to be in life. I wasn’t happy working a 9-5 day in and day out. I think it has something to do with that salary slave (being paid one flat rate for all my professional services) feeling. That did not jive with how I wanted to live.

panhandler However, this new found freedom and choice of working for myself comes with a price. Finding funding. Thankfully my first few months have been funded by some smart decisions on my part as well as person who has a lot of faith in me. You know who you are. My concern actually lies in my next round, which will need to be quite substantial comparatively. It’s at this point that I begin to see the similarities between owning a startup, and having a sign similar to the one on the left. You see, when I had a full time position I was taken care of, in fact the company that I used to work for took care of me and all its employees so well that it was a very difficult decision to leave. When I walked out for the last time and saw that door close behind me the first thing that raced through my mind was; “did I do the right thing?” “Did I just totally screw myself over?” “Can I do this?” For you see, now I have no extended medical, no extended dental, no automatic payment system into my bank account and worst of all no one to blame except myself. This is the price that I have to pay. The sacrifice of that umbilical cord, that lifeline. My cash flow will no longer come via automatically deposited, semi-monthly payments. Instead it will come by means of investors and angels.

It’s a big leap of faith on my part to go after what I dream and at the end of day I feel happier and more fulfilled. I’m sure it will be a big challenge and a huge adventure, and really why wouldn’t I go for it? As Seth Godin pointed out to me in Tribes, it was the fear of the possibility of failure that was holding me back. Once I wrapped my head around that, I quit.

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