That’s right. I’m admitting it. I’m one of those Entitled Millennials you hear about all the time. You know, the ones who think society owes them a little something, something? Yeah, that's me. (Note: I wrote this post with subtle hints of sarcasm in my voice so feel free to read it that way!)
Now, before you go judging me or lecturing me about the pitfalls of entitlement (trust me, I've heard it a million times), just hear me out.
I'm at the older end of the spectrum for the millennial generation, having been born at the beginning of the 1980s. Some may even argue that I'm not a millennial at all, but it's the generational group that I best identify with. I feel like I'm an inaugural member of this particular generational group, and that yes… [we] got the short end of the stick in many ways.
You see, my parents are both baby boomers who didn’t grow up with much. They worked hard and eventually made their way up into a solid middle-class status.
Like many baby boomer parents, they encouraged me to do well in school, to go to college and to get a great education. The goal? Upon graduation, I’d get a well-paying job that would set me up for a great retirement 40 years down the road.
I was motivated by my parents’ high expectations and faith in me. I fully believed that I could DO ANYTHING…BE ANYTHING I set my mind to. I was completely bought into the dream.
You know, that dream that if you went to college (and worked hard) you would later be compensated by landing a rewarding, fair-paying job that could then be used to support yourself and a future family.
Between being sold this dream and working our asses off to achieve it, it’s no wonder that many of us found ourselves feeling entitled to the fulfillment of that dream at some point.
My reality after college was not at all what I’d anticipated. I was faced with costly student loans, low-paying lackluster jobs, and an intense feeling of dissatisfaction. This reality was a far cry from the dream I’d long been expecting and to which I felt “entitled”.
For me, I’d done everything that I was supposed to do. I followed through on my end of the bargain, and when the time came for society to pay-up on its end of the deal, I felt bamboozled.
Thus began my 7-year struggle as the entitled millennial who hated nearly every job I had because I felt completely unfulfilled and unchallenged.
To be 100% transparent, after graduate school I did land a job making over $50,000 per year. Unfortunately, a relocation to a different state and a downward spiraling economy quickly eliminated that well-paying opportunity.
By 2008, I was the ungrateful college graduate who balked at the $31,000 per year job offer that I finally received and accepted after looking for work for months—God forbid I expect a job that at least paid more than the total balance of my student loans.
I was miserable. I felt entitled to better, and the truth is–I was.
The One Consistency That Saved Me
During all this time, the only consistency I found in my life and career was that I loved to write—and so I wrote! By day, I wrote at my job, creating radio ad scripts, writing website copy, writing presentations for account managers, and other various duties.
By night, I wrote blog posts and books. I journaled my feelings and listed out my desires. I wrote an escape plan for exiting my day job and going after my dream job—writer and published author.
It wasn’t until I started writing out my goals and an action plan to achieve those goals that my life and career truly began to shift.
Yes, I felt entitled to a better life, but the difference now was that I started to see that no one was going to hand me this new life on a shiny silver platter. I had to take the reins and claim that shit for myself!
And so…I decided to write the life I wanted into existence.
I wrote out the outcomes I wanted to see in my life and career.
I wrote what it would feel like to do work that challenged me and made me feel as if I were contributing to society by sharing my talents.
I wrote down the date by which I would leave my day job.
I wrote the number of books and posts I would publish.
I wrote the dollar amounts I wanted to see in my bank account.
I wrote affirmations and mantras to keep myself motivated.
And then, the day came that all the writing, planning, and praying started to pay off. I was finally able to quit my day job to work on my online business full-time and to be a work at home mama. Most importantly, I was finally happy.
The Start of a Dream Life
Today, I’m living my dream. I’m a full-time writer, published author, and a mompreneur helping other mamas to pursue their dreams.
The road to where I currently am was a rocky one, but I'm here. I'm not perfect, nor do I aspire to be. There are still so many ways I am growing and so many things I am learning about myself, and this business.
But I'm blessed to say that I'm well-improved and the future looks brighter than ever!
My feelings of entitlement, though often misunderstand, drove me to pursue something more for my life. I didn’t settle for mediocrity or a passionless career. I kept pushing forward. I kept moving towards happiness and fulfillment.
I wrote my dream life into existence—because yes, I felt entitled to it.
We all deserve happiness and fulfillment in life. If you feel entitled to it, then go for it! No one will hand it to you, but it's there to be claimed.