The year was 2008. I was 21 and working as a Junior Copywriter in a small advertising agency in my hometown. A freshly minted Visual Communication graduate, I yearned for something bigger and better. And it came in the form of a job opportunity in a faraway city, in a different state. I rarely stepped out of my hometown. Everything I had ever done was within a 15km distance. This change felt like a giant leap. A 400 km leap, to be exact. I was nervous and hesitant to make that choice. The comfort of home and everything ‘known’ was pulling me back from making the decision to move. But I had to, so I could better support my family. I mustered the courage and quite grudgingly moved to the new city. I was too emotional for a few days.

Now when I think about that change and how much I resisted it, I want to tell the younger me to take that chance with a smile on my face. That move was good and it set the tone for the rest of my career. Accepting that big change was a process but at the end of it, it made me strong and independent in a manner that I didn’t think possible. It gave birth to the newer and better version of me.

Have you ever resisted a change? And many years later wondered why you even resisted it?