I was a classic type A– a Harvard-trained lawyer with an MBA from Columbia University. I had worked hard and had the diplomas and student debt to prove it.
If you had known me back in the day, at my high-powered, high-paying NY law firm, you might have thought that I was living the dream. Uh… no.
That kind of work, stress, and culture was a complete mismatch to who I was and it literally made me sick. My chronic fatigue syndrome diagnosis forced me to stop and re-examine my life and my happiness.
I realized that I had been feeding my bank account, but starving my soul. So I ditched my grind-to-five and began writing lyrics. I LOVED being creative and found multi-platinum success with artists from Barbie to Barbara Streisand.
I had it all figured out, right? WRONG.