Reinventing yourself can be a journey through hell, rather than a holiday in paradise. I know because I’ve been there. But it can also save you.
I’ve been forced, to reset. I don’t know if I would have had the strength, based on my will alone. I decided to leave a prestigious job, but out of intolerable conditions.
At first, it seemed like a holiday. Then it stroke hard. Your whole life collapses, and you’re not the person you thought was able to restart.
Still, it’s been a blessing. I could degrow and become more authentic. I started rock climbing. I restarted studying what I like. I restarted software development. That’s much more in line with the real me.
If you can change, the better. If you can’t, an unwanted push can be a blessing.