The Girl Who Quits at 75%

I’m the kind of person who can get 75% of the way through a book and have a sudden realization that I’m over it. I’ll put it down without regret, without longing, and never think about it again.

For some, that’s equivalent to an act of terrorism.

But this tiny act was offering me quiet wisdom about myself decades before I understood it.

The “Good Girl” Career Path

I graduated in 2008 with an undergraduate degree in Accounting and a master’s in Finance and went straight into public accounting. It didn’t take long to realize I gave zero shits about any of it.

That didn’t stop me from performing my way through it.

As a lifelong overachieving perfectionist, I did the job, and I did it well.

But my brain couldn’t understand how the people around me just dialed the fuck in, day in and day out, on accounting. Don’t get me wrong. I love a well-formatted spreadsheet. But I couldn’t get myself jazzed about the day-to-day of those roles.

I started wondering if something was wrong with me.

Why couldn’t I find two fucks to give like everyone else? I am smart. I am capable. My peers seemed to live and breathe this life, while I felt disconnected and increasingly numb.

Instead of trusting those internal signals, I did what many good girls do.

I overrode myself.

Changing the Scenery (But Not the Pattern)

Over the next decade, I changed the scenery: new roles, new companies, new titles.

But the outcome was always the same.

A few months in, I was bored, under-stimulated, and deeply uninterested. My mind wanted to explore ten directions at once, and my curiosity refused to stay in its lane. My energy came in waves with bursts of obsession followed by utter disinterest.

Every time, I labeled it as a flaw.

Eventually, I took a finance role at a startup, and this is when my soul officially had enough. She waved the white flag.

SOS, bitch. Get me out of here.

It was one of those companies with lunch catered in daily, a keg in the office, and a ping-pong table. An unbeatable downtown location. All the “cool” perks.

I finally hit my breaking point during a presentation with the CFO. I was presenting a major project I’d poured myself into. The man sat on his phone the entire time…never once looking up or paying attention.

Was I selling my soul for some pong and post-work brewski beers?

Hard pass.

The Respectable Exit

So, I did what any good girl would do.

I looked for a respectable, responsible exit. Something safe. Something that made sense on paper so no one would judge me.

An easy out.

I decided to explore PA school. It felt logical. I’d help people. I’d have more human interaction. I’d finally do something meaningful. It felt like a socially acceptable way to leave Corporate America without raising eyebrows.

There wasn’t even a PA school near me. Didn’t matter. I’d figure it out.

Looking back, I wonder if I knew, even then, that I would never go through with it. I just needed my respectable out.

I went back to community college to complete the science prerequisites I hadn’t taken and volunteered at a local hospital filling supply carts in the ICU. I enjoyed learning again.

But not long after, an unexpected opportunity appeared.

I co-founded a meditation concept teaching science-based meditation to high performers in the corporate world.

When that didn’t work out, I bought a run-down six-acre rural farm and renovated it into a wedding and event venue.

When I was over that, I sold it and founded a skincare e-commerce business.

Along the way, the same questions plagued me:

What is wrong with me? Am I uncommitted? Undisciplined? A flake who can’t stick to something?

Why am I like this?

Enter: Human Design

This is where Human Design enters the chat.

Human Design blends astrology, neuroscience, the chakra system, and energy mechanics to explain how you’re wired to move through the world. It shows how you make decisions, how your energy operates, and what environments actually support you.

I had my chart done shortly after leaving Corporate America. At the time, it didn’t resonate.

I didn’t think of myself as energy back then. I was biology. My religious trauma had cut me off from anything remotely spiritual, and more importantly, cut me off from myself. I didn’t trust my intuition or listen to my soul’s whispers.

So the information didn’t land.

But years later, when I revisited it, everything clicked.

What would my life have looked like if I had known my design before I even chose my degree?

The Manifesting Generator Revelation

Learning that I’m a Manifesting Generator gave me language for what I had been experiencing my entire adult life.

Some people are here to be steady builders.

That wasn’t me.

Manifesting Generators aren’t linear. We are built for multi-passionate energy. We move fast. Pivot fast. Complete things quickly. We are designed to respond to what lights us up, pour our energy into it fully, and then move on once the spark is gone without dragging guilt behind us.

That part is key.

The snap-of-the-fingers “I’m over it” feeling I judged for so long wasn’t avoidance.

It was completion.

The need for stimulation from multiple angles wasn’t distraction.

It was engagement.

The boredom in rigid systems wasn’t laziness.

It was my body saying: this isn’t for us.

The Real Shift

The real shift didn’t come from simply knowing my type.

It came when I stopped fighting it.

I stopped forcing myself to grieve things that were already complete. I stopped pretending to miss roles I had clearly outgrown.I stopped shaming myself for wanting variety, movement, creativity, and freedom.

Instead of asking why I couldn’t just be satisfied, I started asking:

What is my energy asking for next?

That question changed everything.

Sovereignty

I’m not inconsistent or scattered.

I’m responsive to life.

I follow what energizes me. I let my curiosity lead. I trust that when something ends quickly, it’s because it did its job.

This is what sovereignty looks like for me.

It isn’t sticking it out to prove something. It isn’t martyrdom disguised as maturity. It isn’t suffering through misalignment for the sake of optics.

Sovereignty is honoring how your energy actually works.

Right now, that looks like writing my book, studying astrology, building a podcast, scaling my skincare brand, and launching a local mahjong business.

And I don’t apologize for it.

Now I let myself evolve quickly. I hold multiple passions at once. I release guilt when something no longer fits. I trust that interest comes in seasons and that’s okay.

I didn’t need fixing.

I just needed permission to stop fighting myself.