03/03/2026
When I was 15, I really thought I’d grow up to wear a suit every day, work in some big tall building in a city, and that was my definition of success.
That was the picture in my head.
Now I can’t think of anything further from ‘me’.
Back then the goal was to feel important. A corporate status. A fancy title. A salary. A 3 piece suit and slicked back hair… (lol 👨🏽🦲)
Now I realise the real win is this. Freedom.
Sitting around a fire at the spectacular cabin in the North Yorkshire moors, midweek, “at work.”
I honestly don’t know what 15 year old me would think of this life.
By the grace of God, I get to work on projects I care about, with awesome people, helping businesses grow while building real relationships.
I ended swapping the suit for my boots uniform.
And yet now I struggle to sit still in it.
The truth is, when everything goes quiet, it doesn’t feel like peace.
It feels like I should be doing more.
Planning more.
Becoming more.
There’s a certain level of anxiety that I’ve come to accept as part of this life.
The status is there actually. It just comes in the form of responsibility.
Responsibility to deliver.
To lead.
To justify the trust my clients place in me.
When you build something yourself, you don’t fully switch off.
Even when the laptop is closed, your brain isn’t.
There’s always another idea.
Another opportunity.
Another improvement.
The same drive that creates freedom can quietly steal your ability to enjoy it.
Burnout doesn’t always look like a full stop.
Sometimes it looks like being in a place you once dreamed of, doing work you once prayed for, and still feeling slightly on edge, instead of living in the moment.
So here’s to a year of gratitude.
A chapter of learning to sit in the life you asked for.
To listen to the fire crackle without turning it into a strategy session.
To just be present.
And to let 15 year old me look at this moment and say
This. IS. Awesome. No ifs, no buts…
Alhamdulillah
