A few years ago, I almost changed careers.
I thought I didn’t like my career even though deep down I love it and am good at it.
The truth was, I was listening to the critique and criticism of my father who is never satisfied.
I took his dissatisfaction to heart, which became my dissatisfaction. Even though deep down I was good.
My motivation for dad’s approval displaced my true compass and motivation.
My father has chosen his life. I am not my father and have chosen my happiness.
My name is Francisco.
I remained true to myself and didn’t change careers, reclaiming my identity and life.