I Got Fired...And Fell In Love
You’re going to giggle, because even though the “Healthy Wifestyle” blog is new, I couldn’t resist sharing this post with you circa September 2013. It was the first post I had ever written that was outside of food and nutrition, and it instantly became my most popular.
Writing this post and witnessing the gratitude and feedback made me realize more than ever that I have a serious passion for sharing all aspects of my life, because as you know, health and wellbeing isn’t just about the food.
We are all looking for inspiration and for someone to teach us the lessons. I’m happy to help guide you in the right direction when it comes to love and life, but I want you to know that the inspiration and light you are searching for already lies within you. It took me over 25 years to learn this, and every day I remind myself how powerful I am. I’ve created a life I love through making decisions that feel good to my soul. There were many difficult times that I encountered throughout this process, but these difficult times (or lessons, as I like to call them) were necessary for me to evolve. And yours are necessary, too. The question is: can you be grateful for every experience life hands to you? That, my love, is what I believe to be one of the most powerful tools all of us have at our disposal in order to thrive. Here goes…
This post was written September 4, 2013 and updated in the final paragraph.
One year ago this week, my life was flipped upside down. Two significant, life-changing events occurred that completely rocked my world.
I was fired from my full-time job.
I met the man I’m going to spend the rest of my years with.
I look back at my life a year ago and see how utterly unhappy I was. I held a job that was no longer fulfilling my purpose, and refused to navigate a way out of it for fear of the unknown. I find that so many of my clients and friends are standing in similar shoes. Fortunately for me, my job gave me no choice and I was forced into an uncomfortable yet liberating circumstance.
Did getting fired hurt my ego? Absolutely. No one likes to talk about how they were let go, especially given the company I was let go from. I held a high-level management position at one of the world’s top yoga brands--yes, the company known for the ass-hugging black stretchy pants. They have a unique way of running a business and managing people, and they required me to do things as a manager I wasn’t comfortable doing. Simply put, we were no longer a fit for one another. Although I disagree with the reasoning behind the termination, I am forever grateful for the gift they gave me: a new vision of what my life could be like chain-free and working for myself, while enjoying every moment of my freedom.
The moment I walked out of those doors, I knew a fresh start was awaiting me. Sh*t got real. I buckled down and kick-started two companies while living off of unemployment and what I had made from my nutrition consulting business part-time. It was rough, to say the least. (Read: I was checking my bank account balance before putting gas in my car. True story. Talk about being uncomfortable and trying to make the best of it!)
There were many fleeting moments of stress, but for the most part, I knew I was doing exactly what I was meant to do.
One of the best pieces of advice I’ve ever read is “start before you’re ready.” I began to understand this concept 110%. Talk to most entrepreneurs out there and they will tell you they had no freakin’ idea what they were doing when they started their ventures. The ones that succeed are cool under pressure, and can manage the feeling of not knowing what tomorrow will bring. This became an art for me and I continue to work on it every day.
Fast forward to exactly a year later…
I’ve helped thousands of women with my work. I hired a business coach and virtual assistant, and financially had my best month to date in August. In fact, within the latter six months of 2013, I’ll have made more money compared to all of 2012 with my prior company. I’ve never been in it for the money because I love what I do. It wakes me up in the morning. There is no better feeling than having a positive impact on the world and on someone’s life and health.
Simultaneously in my personal life…
Ahhh, the irony of timing. Five days after I was fired, I attended one of my closest friend’s weddings in high spirits. The conversation of “What do you do?” inevitably came up and gave me the chills, but I genuinely spoke to what I was doing on the side that had become a full-time career that week. I simply responded with “I’m a clinical nutritionist and help women learn how to let go of their diet mentality. I was even taken aback at how badass I sounded. Fake it til you make it, right?!
I landed at the “singles” table at the wedding, despite being in a relationship at the time since I was there with my lady friends. Strategically on his part, I ended up in conversation with my now boyfriend, Ryan, discussing life and inevitably nutrition. He explained to me that he was recently diagnosed with narcolepsy and sincerely shared my interest in nutrition and living a healthy lifestyle. I was floored. What kind of pick-up line is that?! A great one, I suppose, because in the end it worked! His honesty and willingness to share his autoimmune condition with me within the first five minutes of our conversation had me intrigued. Naturally, the tall, dark and handsome look didn’t hurt either. I was not intrigued enough to carry on the conversation for too long considering I was in a relationship, but intrigued to the point that I knew in some aspect he was special.
Months went by and I ended up in New York at the same brunch shindig as Ryan, planning to talk business with him and his friend, who happened to work with Whole Foods. At this point, I was out of my previous relationship and wanted nothing to do with the opposite sex.
Fate had another plan.
One month later, we were in the Bahamas on an impromptu trip getting to know one another. A trip that no one in my family supported, by the way. “You’re crazy, Amanda! You just got out of a relationship! Why would you want to go?” The questions were endless, but I knew my family meant well. I’ve always been quite the black sheep of the family, a role I’ve secretly loved playing. I like to break the rules and change people’s expectations of what might happen. This circumstance was no different! Note: Obvi, my family now loves Ryan and they are just as grateful as I am that I went on that trip.
After six months of dating, Ryan told me he loved me and wanted to marry me within the same 15 seconds. The old me would’ve ran for the hills. But the new me was elated. I was so happy it felt unfair. Our relationship has been the most amazing, heart-pounding, soul-is-smiling experience of my life.
If you look back at my life then to what it is now, you’d see two seemingly different lives within two years. The latter happened because I was able to step into a universe of possibility.
It would have been easier to sulk after I was fired and play the victim card.
Despite my unhappiness, it would have been less heartbreaking to stay in my previous relationship to avoid all of the tears, the moving out, and the uncomfortable idea of being alone again.
But I didn’t.
For the first time in my life, I started believing in myself.
I began respecting and loving exactly who I was.
I put ME first.
As women, we are often fearful of being confident because it may come off as arrogant or even pretentious.
We are resistant to change for the fear of the unknown.
We are afraid to take chances because what happens if we fail?
Failing is how we learn. I’ve failed so many times in my life and I’m proud of every single one of them. I’ve embraced change and look forward to when I can shake things up. I have become so confident in myself and my abilities that I’ve motivated others to take chances.
I’m sharing all of this with you because I want you to open yourself up. It took me way too long to be able to do this, and if I can inspire you to think differently and use my examples in a way that can positively shape your life, then I’ve done my job. There are amazing opportunities waiting on the other side of the door. All you have to do is let them in.
Update: Four months after I wrote this post, in the middle of a lake near the Magic Kingdom in Disney World (because I’m a 13 year-old living inside an almost 32 year-old body), Ryan proposed, and we got married in June of 2015! We celebrated our engagement that year by going to the Superbowl a few weeks later. Read more about our wedding here.
And remember, go after what gives you goosebumps.
I’d be so happy if you’d share about your love story in the comments below. Tell me all the details! Have you ever been in a similar situation? Where you left a relationship only to meet your soulmate in a short amount of time? What about your job life? Have you ever been fired, and what was the end result?