You have a good job, a good home, good friends, etc.

From the outside you have it all — you have the “good life” — but on the inside you likely feel trapped by your circumstances.

You want more.

The thing is, you’re not even sure what “more” means yet, much less what the path looks like to get there. You only have this deep sense of knowing that there is more to life for you, and you’re starting to realize that no salary, title or milestone may ever satisfy this feeling inside.

I found myself in the same exact place not too long ago.

In 2014 I was living the dream in New York City. I was the top salesperson at one of the largest mobile advertising companies in the world. I made tons of money, had a good apartment, plenty of friends and visited all the cool places. What else could a young, single professional in her 30s want?

From the outside I had it all, but on the inside I was deeply unfulfilled. I felt stuck in a career I didn’t like, didn’t know how to stop prioritizing work over my well-being, and my life felt like it lacked depth and meaning.

And I was ashamed that it all didn’t feel like enough. After all, I had followed the script. I did everything I was supposed to do.

But deep down inside, I still wondered if there was more to life.

Later that same year I was sprinting uphill on a treadmill when I suddenly tore my groin muscle so hard I fractured my pelvis — and I kept running. I was so conditioned to ignore my own pain that I didn’t even stop or ask for help.

I kept going like that for another year.

Then one day, I woke up.

After a downward spiral and one of the toughest years of my life — physically, mentally and emotionally — I could no longer ignore the truth of how I felt, and decided something had to change. I booked a vacation with one goal in mind: to come back happy.

I had no idea how that was going to happen.

Two and a half weeks later I returned a new woman — and as the plane descended into New York City I began to panic. I didn’t want to return to the way things were, and particularly my job.

The next day, after just two hours in the office, I realized I was more scared to stay than I was to go.

It was the first time I was honest with myself in nearly 15 years.

I resigned the following day.

I wish I could say I arrived at this decision on my own. The truth is my clarity and transformation came as a result of trying something new and allowing others to support me. Alongside a coach I hired shortly after my injury, I had learned how to see my blind spots, challenge my own thinking and gain perspective on my situation.

I still have a coach to this day.

If I hadn’t been open to asking for help back then, I don’t know if would have made the changes I did. What I do know is that I’m so grateful I did.

Everything I wanted was on the other side of doing something new.

The meaningful career. A balanced lifestyle. The ideal partner. Deeper relationships. Personal interests.

And me. I found me.