I knew that I wanted to be a lawyer from when I was 7 years old. None of my family were lawyers, I didn’t know any lawyers. Frankly, the only way I thought I knew what a lawyer did was from old episodes of that BBC classic Rumpole of Bailey. What on earth was inspiring to a 7 year old girl living in country Victoria about a 60 year old man in London has never been quite clear.
But I just knew. That was it. Fast forward 17-odd years and I was graduating from law school having never taken a “gap year” and with a job lined up at a big city law firm. Life was panning out exactly how I had planned. It was glamorous and demanding, the kind of place high achievers dream of. In return for total dedication was a whole lot of status, and someday a whole lot of money.
But something felt wrong. I wasn’t quite so sure anymore that this was for me. I started hanging out on seek.com and eventually came back full circle to my 7-year-old ambitions and joined the Victorian Bar, which has been my professional home for more than 10 years now.
All sounds quite sensible and linear doesn’t it? Well, it hasn’t quite been like that.
… to even start making change can feel absolutely overwhelming.
Somewhere not long after I turned 35 it all started to unravel a little bit. I was the proverbial Woman Who Has It All:
- Impressive professional career? Tick
- Great marriage? Tick
- Nice house in fashionable suburb? Tick
- Two kids and another on the way? Tick.
- Pre-enrolment for private school for said children (that quintessential marker of the middle class)? Tick.
But I was struggling with unsettling feelings of disenchantment, boredom, low-level uneasiness. I was on high alert all the time. The bone-shattering tiredness. And that sneaky little question that kept popping up in an unguarded moment … is this it?
Over the course of the next six years my husband left his high paying job, I quit my job twice, my kids went to 4 primary schools, we moved countries 4 times, sold one house and bought two others. And eventually, I went back to the Bar and the job I had loved all those years ago with an entirely new approach to life and my professional practice.
Along the way, I’ve learned a thing or two about life, put together a few pieces of the puzzle in my own quest for a damn good life. And I can help you to do the same.
I’m not here to tell you what to do. I’m not here to tell you what constitutes your damn good life. Only you can create that.
What I do know is that for women teetering on the edge, white-knuckling it through the week, finding a place to even start making change can feel absolutely overwhelming.
And that’s where I come in. I am here to serve, to help you crystallise a vision of what your own damned-good life would look and feel like. And help you to start taking simple, practical steps to create your own best version of your life.
Where is your life at right now? Please share a little with me about what’s happening.