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Leslie said
At 36, I realized every single thing I’d done in my career to date seemed like something I’d done for someone else. At 22, I answered phones and made copies for my boss. When I became a manager at 28, I worked late every night so my new boss would look great in meetings. Even when I started getting more involved in the community, I half did it for the company I was working for—so our company name would appear on nonprofit organizations’ board rosters.
But on my 37th birthday, I started to make some changes. I didn’t quit my job. I just realized I actually did love my job for my own reasons. I found purpose there. I stopped volunteering for just any organization, and started knocking on the doors of organizations whose causes I was actually passionate about. For me, putting the real me in my work didn’t mean making huge life changes. It meant being more thoughtful, more deliberate, and more awake to the possibilities that my life, and my success, are rooted in me—no one else.
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