Setting my life goals or how to believe in the woman I am

In between working full time, blogging and sleeping, it’s only last October, that I had a realization about my life. After a full year in Vancouver, moving, buying a condo, slowly settling down and commuting for 2 hours every day to get to work, I never had time to stop and reflect about my life goals.

Last year, during my trip to Québec I spent time with my family, but also took the time to slow down and reflect. The moment I slow down and cleared my schedule, I began thinking too much. I’ve always seen my move to Vancouver as something easy, I felt like I was going to see my family whenever I wanted to and that I was only a Facetime call away from them. I was so positive and was really focusing on all the good things this move could bring to me instead of having bad thoughts.


And what if moving to Vancouver would last forever? Is it really what I want in my life? Thinking I would only get 1 week every year to visit my family and my friends.

I was so busy with everything in my life, with work, with the blog, the commute, that never did I have time to reflect and set goals for my future.

When I began picturing what a great life in Vancouver would be for me, I began worrying a little too much.

I adore Quebec, my family, and my friends. But I love more than anything my fiancé and never would I picture living my life without him. It’s hard to think and to analyze this whole situation when it’s such an emotional decision.


Knowing I have to find a way to balance my life, I had to find a solution. I need a job that will allow me to grab my computer and to work from Quebec, whenever I feel like it or whenever the fiancé is away on a business trip or during his busy season.

To live a happy life, I came to the realization that I needed that. Not a 9 to 5 job with 2 weeks of vacation per year. The best would be to be self-employed, as I could manage my own schedule. To do so, I need to believe in the person that I am.

Now that I’ve made up my mind, I need to take responsibilities for the choices I am about to make.

How scary is that?

There are so many chances of me not succeeding… It’s so worrying.

When I think of what I want in the future, I know that this is it. Knowing I made up my mind, I already feel better, as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

Did you start your own business? Was it an easy decision to make? Tell me more!!

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