
No matter where my life takes me, I know I’ll always remember one vivid point in my life that changed everything. It happened one night back in October 2010.
I think many of us want to find that one moment that feels like a pivotal turning point in our lives. A moment when we leave our past behind, and get busy living. We stop making excuses and ready to do what it takes to have the life we want.
We wait for that moment to come. It’s frustrating because we have no idea when it will come. We hope it comes sooner than later though.
The truth is we are waiting for a moment that may never happen.
What if you could create that moment instead of waiting for it?
You can do that through the power of writing. Writing can help you if you’ve got a lot of emotional baggage, have a lot of pain and anger, or feel stuck in life. It’s benefits have been scientifically proven.
It’s not only about writing, but more specifically writing letters.
It has turned my life around as it has for the four stories I share today.
Let’s jump in the Delorean, hit 88 mph, and go back in time first.
“I hate my life.”
Why did life turn out like this? I definitely didn’t expect this after graduating college.
I had a nice house filled with whatever I wanted, drove a BMW M3, and took long paid vacations every year. What was so bad about my life?
What I hated so much was my job.
I worked at my mom’s Japanese restaurant. The type of restaurant with teppanyaki tables and chefs cook in front of you. It’s a fun dining experience. We also served some of the best sushi. I’m biased of course, but lots of regular customers have said the same.
I started working there soon after I graduated college in 2000 since I had no idea what I wanted to do. I thought I’d work to earn some money and have something to do. My parents have owned restaurants before I even started kindergarten. So I’ve been around the business all of my life.
I didn’t mind it growing up, but I never thought it was going to be a career for me.
Most people thought life was great for me. From the outside, it looked like it. They assumed I would take over the business one day.
In my mind I thought no way. I hated my job. I would dream of natural disasters, or getting into an accident just so I didn’t have to work. Minus seeing regular customers who I’ve become friends with, I didn’t like anything about the business.
The life of a restaurant manager (my position) is tough. The money is good and can afford nice things, but it’s not worth what I had to deal with and the hours.
For example, when families are excited about Christmas Day, I didn’t look forward to it. Why? Because I had to work since that is one of THE busiest nights of the year. I don’t understand why so many people go out to eat that night. Sometimes I had to put on my best fake smile, and other times i didn’t even bother to hide my frustration.
I had good days and bad days at work. Most days, I’d dread going to work. During work, I’d be so pissed off. After work was the only time I was happy cause I got to go home.
For so long, I couldn’t figure out what other job I could do. I didn’t want to work in the restaurant any longer, but I had a mortgage that I couldn’t stop paying. Plus it’s family so it was harder to quit. I spent a lot of time researching other job opportunities. I kept waiting for that turning point in my life. I wanted to wake up and become a different person with a different life. I wanted to DO something with my life.
I spent five long years feeling like this.
The Power of Words
One night in October 2010, I drove home from another shitty night at work. It was so busy. I already didn’t like my job, so when it was busy it was 100x worse. I was physically, mentally, and emotionally drained. I just stared at the road, one hand on the wheel, and the other hand holding my head up wondering how life could have gotten like this.
Where was the younger version of myself that was going to do great things in life?
Nights like this were way too common. What was it going to take for me to get some urgency in life? I needed to stop wasting more years of my life!
I just couldn’t find the motivation to do something about it.
You know how some people have a near death experience that makes them appreciate the second chance for life? They stop sleepwalking through life and start living life to its fullest. I wanted my own near death experience without actually having a near death experience.
Something about that night was different. I wish I could explain why. I’ve made that drive hundreds of times. I usually come home and do the same routine. I’d take a shower, go to my office, turn on the computer, turn on the TV and spend hours trying to forget about reality until I was tired enough to go to sleep.
That night when I got home I went to my computer first, opened up a blank document on my computer, and started typing. I wrote what came to my mind. I didn’t edit. I just let the words flow.
Despite hating my life, there was a part of me that knew I could do more in life.
Here is exactly what I wrote:
This is it. This is when I start to make changes to the life I want. It starts now. Stop wasting time. It’s been more than five years since you’ve wanted to find a new career. You need to start doing it today. Today. Tomorrow and everyday until you reach your desired lifestyle. Life is too short to be unhappy when working. Start working hard everyday to find your passion and reach your goals. Focus, focus, focus. Open your mind and allow it to attract great ideas and answers to your questions.
I printed two copies. One I put on my bathroom mirror and one on the wall right behind my computer. I knew I couldn’t miss seeing them everyday.
This was a wake up call for me. I still had my crappy job, but writing that letter changed my attitude about life. The life I wanted to create and the person I wanted to become wasn’t just a burning desire in my mind anymore. By writing it down, and seeing it every day, it became something I must do. The letter reminded me of that night and how I felt driving home. I didn’t want to feel like that anymore.
It was my near death experience without actually having to experience it. I decided from that day forward no more of the same old shit. What I wasn’t doing wasn’t working, so if I wanted to change, I had to change what I was doing. I needed to because I don’t know how much longer of that kind of life I could have handled.
No more waiting around for a miracle. I took life into my own hands.






