How hating your life can be your #1 motivator for achieving your goals
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Welcome back to Simply Surviving, my little corner of the internet where I get to rant into a microphone because going to therapy is expensive and sometimes, I don’t want the input, I just want to ramble. This is the official reader-friendly version of episode 75 of the podcast! Cue the confetti… or maybe don’t, because I’m about to dive into why my life sucks and, truth be told, yours probably does too.
Okay, okay, I’m not actually telling you to hate your life, but I am in one of those moods where I feel the walls are crashing down and all I can do is watch. My therapist right now is not helping. As she tells me to look to the universe, your time will come, all I can do is be thankful that she can’t see my microaggressions well on the grainy screen.
There is nothing special about my condition. I am like everyone else in the world right now, or at least the poorest of us. Just like you (maybe, I don’t know) I am working two part-time jobs that would be full if they had the hours to spare and still not making ends meet. I just feel stuck. It’s like no matter how many job applications I fill out on a Wednesday afternoon or how decently I fill them out no one wants me.
I am writing this article a while after I made this podcast and it’s all a past time for me now. Even so, it’s important to note that I was unhappy in my career, not my love life. I was very much feeling disconnected from friends, but my love life, happy.
One weekend after my second round of interviews with my current employer whoop, Kit and I are lying in bed and he asked, “Do you think you will be happy when you get this job?” His eyes darted to the ceiling.
I swallowed hard. I thought this was a test. Did he think I was unhappy with him? “I think I will be less stressed. It’s not that I am unhappy with you. I… I…This is just not where I thought I would be at this stage.” I didn’t want to give him an answer that left him feeling like he was not enough.
It had been months since my last college class. The six-month grace period was rapidly approaching, and I was still making an hourly wage, my hours being snagged by other employees. I love small businesses but working for them is a pain in the ass. One month you are working full time and then the next your hours are cut in half, “shared” with another.
So, you can see why I hated it. The jobs I had were not hard even. I was just a person to warm a seat, and most of my work hours were spent reading novels.
You really should hate your life. Hating your life drives you to change it. There is nothing quite like the motivation hate brings to you. I spent seven hours every week in one day strictly submitting applications. While I was working reception, I would rapidly click every easy apply button. There is power in looking for a job while working one you hate. I will never again apply to a job that pays $14 an hour. I will always be on the prowl for a position that offers me more whether that more is in benefits or pay. Who would ever bargain for less when they know their worth?
Hating my job allowed me to triple my income. It took six months to land. Give yourself six months. Whatever goal or results you are wishing for give it six months before you consider quitting.
With all that, if you happen to be in the mood for a good old-fashioned rant session — or maybe just want the validation that you’re not the only one who has bad days — tune in to Ep. 75.
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Kindly,
Minae
P.S. If you actually, genuinely hate your life, please reach out to someone who can help — a therapist, a friend, or anyone who can offer real support. My rants are meant for comedic relief and connection, not as a substitute for professional help. Take care of yourself. Remember, every day, your body is fighting to keep you alive.
