The Girl Who Ditched the 9–5 Life
- emmalouisemckenzie
- Jul 21
- 2 min read
I used to run a small business. I built it from scratch, poured my heart into it, and watched it grow over a decade. I loved the freedom, the connection, and the sense of purpose that came with it.
But after ten years, I felt like I’d taken it as far as I wanted to go. I was proud of what I’d built, and I made the decision to sell.
I thought, “Time for something stable.” So I did what many of us do, I took a desk job. I showed up every day, did the responsible thing, saved money… and quietly felt like something was missing.

I kept thinking, is this it?
I had a good job. I worked with good people. But inside, I felt disconnected like I was pouring so much energy into something that didn’t really light me up.
I would sit at my desk and catch myself daydreaming about a different life: one where I could work from anywhere, do creative work that felt purposeful, and walk my dog in the middle of the day just because I felt like it.

It wasn’t a dramatic walk-out moment. It was quieter than that. It was months of small nudges, little realisations, and one brave decision after another. It was trusting that I could bet on myself again, even though it was scary, even though I didn’t have it all figured out.
Now? I get to do work I genuinely love. I wake up excited (most days, let’s be honest), and I feel like myself again. I work from home, or the beach, or the café down the road. And my dog? She’s living her best life too.








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