What happened when I decided to drop everything to follow my dream

C. Befoune
Mar 24, 2017 · 3 min read
Photo: ALTFG

Actually the title is not accurate. It should have been “what is happening now that I have decided to give everything up to follow my dream.”

Last year I listened to a podcast episode (unfortunately I can’t remember which one). It was about a woman who created a famous hair care company. She was stuck one day, she could not go to her hairdresser (or the hairdresser was not available…) so she did not know what to do with her afro hair. She looked over the internet and could not find anything. It was before the “happy nappy” trend.

She realised there was a need there that had to be fulfilled so she decided to help all those in the same situation. She resigned and founded her company. The day after she resigned, she sat in front of her computer to start her new life as an entrepreneur buuuut… she had no clue what to do or where to start. So she sat there, looking at the computer without moving.

I wrote this two paragraphs to explain what is happening to me at the moment. My brain is totally blank. I don’t know what to do or where to start. The funny thing is in my “grimoire” (I don’t know how to say it in English and if I open Google now to look for the word I will get distracted and may not come back so… I will stick with “grimoire”!) I have a plan: tables, figures, ideas, lean canvas and everything I need to do something great.

But planning when you rely on a something that provides money and implementing the plan once you know it has to be a source of income is different. The pressure is real. What if I don’t make it to the top? I don’t do regrets, so I don’t regret leaving my job. That’s not the issue here.

The issue here is my brain went blank and instead of working to be the next Oprah, I am here writing this to pull myself together. And it seems to be working. My brain is still blank but my mood has positively changed.

So let’s continue the conversation.

Now I am on my own and happy about it though I don’t know what to do. Actually I know. I want to be the next Oprah and own the next (or new) Huffington Post (the secret is out), but it won’t happen in a blink of an eye. I am hard worker and a go getter so that won’t be a problem. The problem remains the same: where to start?

I did not plan to do so but I think I will document the journey here on Self-Ish. It might be interesting after all. I learned a lot on how to plan a project and I am implementing what I learned (or trying to) so it could be cool to share and learn from you readers. The point here is not to talk alone but to share.

Given the popularity of my posts here, I realised people need other people to talk about their experience for them to relate and open up. Let’s do that then. Let’s talk about Befoune and her life as a woman, as a translator, as a blogger, as the next (or new) Oprah !

Hello, my name is Befoune, and I am leaving my job to follow my dream!

I created the civic media Elle Citoyenne to promote Civic opinion and participation in Africa. My dear friend Tchassa Kamga and I created the publication Self-Ish to document our lives as humans and share our experience in self improvement, content creation and what we call human relationships.

C. Befoune

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Bleeding on paper, unleashing the human. I stopped writing here. Find me on mesdigressions.com

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