“The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new.” – Socrates
Until a few years ago, I had what most people would call a good life. I had a steady and stable job that paid the bills even if it wasn’t that interesting, I had a good family that I was close to and friends that I could rely on. I had a place to live and food to eat and money in the bank for trips and treats, and there was nothing much wrong in my life.
But I was bored.
I wanted more. I wanted to travel and explore. I wanted to live loudly and brightly and make memories that were sharp and clear instead of the gray memories of everyday life.
But I was afraid.
I’ve never been a very confident person. As a child, even buying something in a shop was extremely stressful, and even though I did get better as I got older, I never quite got over that childhood shyness.
And I tried everything. I read books about confidence and listened to podcasts and tried affirmations. I took tiny steps leading to my goals and I learned about resistance and how it could be circumvented and I added those practices to my life.
But none of it really helped.
Every new step, no matter how small, caused me a great deal of stress and worry and days of procrastinating before I took it. And I couldn’t even consider some of the bigger things that I wanted in my life. If it was still hard for me to join an exercise class with other people, how could I possibly hope to pursue my bigger goals?
So I decided that the small steps weren’t enough. And I took a big one.
I signed up for an internship teaching English in Vietnam, an impossibly huge step, one that terrified me as much as it excited me. I paid my money and chose my city and passed the tests and worried and spent sleepless nights stewing about what could happen to me and the people I was leaving behind who relied on me.
And the days that passed were bright and clear and sharp, vivid with fear and excitement, so vital that even today they are some of my richest memories. It was a bonus that I had never anticipated. In taking that step, I was already making the memories that I wanted to make.
And then the day came and I left my home and my loved ones and I flew to Vietnam.
I was terrified, I was excited, and I was alone in a country I’d never visited before, nor even wanted to visit. And the food was strange and the streets were dirty and I had no idea if I’d be OK or if I would be able to handle everything that this very strange environment would throw at me.
I spent five months in Vietnam, teaching and exploring and eating and laughing and it was the best time of my life. I returned home unrecognizable, even to myself let alone to the people I’d left behind. The fear that had dominated my life since before I could remember, the uncertainty and the self-doubt, were completely gone. Somewhere in those five months, they had bled away or perhaps been worn away, by days of uncertainty and excitement and color and struggle.
In Vietnam, I’d seen poverty. I’d seen people living on the streets, in rags, begging for food and water. I’d seen the possibility of my own death in rickety boats on rapid water and in the crush of the traffic as I zipped by on the back of a motorcycle. And I had survived.
I’d learned to navigate in a strange country where I didn’t speak the language. I’d learned to deal with curious people and hostile children and unwelcoming environments. I’d learned to wander strange streets in the confidence that I would find my way or find someone who would help.
I’d learned to trust myself, my skills and my abilities and my decisions.
All those tiny steps I’d taken, years of planning all those small actions meant to grow my confidence piece by piece, they didn’t even come close to the effect that one big change had on my life.
It’s been two years since then. I’ve lived in China for a year and taken a solo trip to my dream destination of Japan. I’ve changed my career direction again, choosing to pursue my writing, a dream I’ve held since I was eleven years old and getting accolades for my stories.
That one big chance changed everything for me, and in me.
If I hadn’t taken it, I would still be stuck where I was all those years ago, dreaming and hoping and taking tiny steps that kept me exactly where I was rather than moving forward.
So that’s my message and my wish for you. Sometimes the small steps aren’t enough. Sometimes, they just keep you in place, treading water, while life rushes past you. Sometimes you need to take that big, terrifying chance if you really want to change your life.
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7 thoughts on “Taking a Huge Chance to Make a Big Change in Your Life”
I found this very inspirational. When you mentioned treading water, I had to smirk. Someone once told me that if I “wanted to swim with the fishes, I needed to get into the middle of the stream.” Thank you for sharing.
Awesome inspirational story. Sometimes you just have to shake up your world to break free. Glad to see you overcame your fears and just did it!
Thank you for sharing such a life changing inspirational story! We are often told to take ‘small steps’ in order to make those ‘big changes’ but you’ve shown that if it’s not working you need to just go for it and take a huge jump! I am definitely going to approach change differently now! Best wishes and happy journeys xxx
thank you! you inspire me. I have a lot of big dreams but too afraid to execute each and everyone of it. I always tell myself I’m not capable but I guess at least I need to try.
What a beautiful story! I couldn’t help but smile reading about you taking that big leap! It’s truly an inspirational story and makes me want to keep working on those dreams of mine :)
An inspiring story. I have always felt trapped by the chains of responsibility around me preventing me from doing things that I really want to do and to equip myself for doing those things well. As a result I don’t like who I have become. Maybe one day like you I will take the leap although time is fast running out.
That was such an inspirational story! Thank you so much for sharing it! I dream of being able to do a solo trip or travel the world but I have fears and insecurities that get in the way. Hopefully I’ll be able to overcome it too one day.