Does calling you a “lucky bastard” mean that you are doing something right or something wrong?
Does it mean that you have made a good decision for your career and are moving on to a place that others would like to be? Or are you being blamed for everything that is wrong with your current workplace and the fact that you are leaving is simply proof that you weren’t worth the position you are leaving?
I am, in fact, a lucky bastard.
I am so thankful for everything that I have learned and all of the opportunities that I have been given. I found people to support me and nurture my projects through their shaky early stages. I don’t know of anything that I should have done faster or more or better. I am the learner and collaborator I am because of my work of the last 7 years.
I have had a single employer since my college graduation. One check per month, nearly 84 times. I married my wife in this job. I bought my first house. Had my first and second child. I saw both of my brothers get married. I wrote 1000 blog posts. It is so much to have done and seen and been.
The science of leaving is the hypothesis that your future will be greater than your past. At this exact moment, it is hard to see how. I know I am leaving to test out this hypothesis.
I know that I am a lucky bastard, both because of my past and my future.