We all can be impatient. I’m not this way in all situations thankfully, but it happens enough for me to be self-aware about it. For instance, I cannot stand slow drivers or traffic. I’m so impatient when I’m in the driver’s seat, even if I don’t have a set time to arrive at my destination. I apologize in advance to those who ride in my car with me.
All jokes aside, there are some serious life moments when being impatient can stink. And just like every other human, they happen to me from time to time. Some people rush into relationships too soon after a breakup (been there, done that), some people rush to have kids right after marriage (definitely won’t be me) and some people take job offers that might not be right for them just because they want the title or salary.
After graduating college, I found a job near my hometown and worked there for almost 2 years while living at home to save money. My boyfriend James did the same thing, but in his home town. We were 3 hours away from each other for almost 2 years. While it wasn’t easy, we didn’t want to rush into things by moving in together too soon or switching jobs at such an early point in our careers. While the distance wasn’t fun, we both knew that one day when the time was right, we would live together.
For me, this is where my impatience became an issue. I’d have a bad day at work and complain to him about how I wanted to find another job closer to him. Or he’d get upset that it had been a month since we’d seen each other, and that would affect our moods. But he, and plenty of other people in my life, always reminded me to be patient. Things will happen when they are supposed to.
Along the way, there were countless ups and downs. I’d hear back from a company about what I thought was my dream job, only to be let down by the salary, hours, or position. I realized that maybe some of these opportunities weren’t meant for me, and that I was forcing myself to like the job just so I could move. I was rushing into things without even realizing it, and wasn’t able to control it.
After this happened a few times, I took on a new attitude. I was at a point in my life where I was focusing on my mental health and happiness, and I found a new mantra. “Don’t rush anything. When the time is right, it will happen”. Although the old me would have scoffed and rolled my eyes if I saw someone share this quote, I realized how true it really was. I began to focus less on when the future would happen and focus more on how to make the most of the now.
Then, when I least expected it, an amazing opportunity came along. Things fell into place. I was financially ready to move, mentally ready to live with a significant other, and I found a job opportunity at a company that really valued me. The next time I find myself being impatient, I will remind myself of the 2 years I struggled and how things became great when the time was right.
Do you tend to rush into certain things? How do you deal with it?