March 27, 2018. In January 2016, I shared a very personal story about why I made the switch to a freelance career, but more so, it was about a motto that I lived by since I was a teenager: ‘The only thing that matters, is being truly happy.’ I gave a little update on that story 2 months later, on March 27, 2016. It was the start of something completely new, with no idea where I would end up. I just did what my gut told me and simply had to trust that I would somehow be alright.
Exactly one year later, on March 27, 2017, I looked back and realized how far I had come in those 12 months. In 2016, I had no clue where I was going. I just knew I had to move, that I had to take action. In 2017, I realized I was on the right path. I had no idea what the end goal was, but I was so much more excited about life than the year before, that I knew I had to keep on going.
And now it’s March 27, 2018. That goal I had no idea about? Actually, I knew it all along. It was the main reason I started freelancing, as you can read in the 2016 story. The goal was moving to Spain. Last year around this time, I didn’t think it would actually happen. With having my home base in The Netherlands and being free to travel as much as I wanted, life got pretty comfortable, and I lost sight of the goal.
However, things turned around quickly when my relationship ended last summer. I had said that I wanted to move to Barcelona before I turned 30, and it was early August when I realized ‘if I act fast, I can still pull that off’. Two months later, October 17, I made the move and in December, I celebrated my 30th birthday here. I did it. I actually made it, just in time.
That move seemed to be an accelerator for everything else in life. From day one, I was so incredibly happy, energetic, and positive, and I believe it somehow rubbed off on my work. My four main clients all gave me more work to do, so within a matter of months, my income got a huge boost, and so did my confidence in my career choice. In fact, this current month has financially been the best month of my career so far.
Now with this move to Barcelona, I felt that the name ‘The Travelling Freelancer’ no longer suited me. Yes, of course, I still travel, but not so excessively as I did last year, and for the first time in my life, I actually felt a bit homesick after being away from Barcelona for a few days. I decided to merge The Travelling Freelancer with another project I had started last year: Freelance Kickstarter. Just like The Travelling Freelancer Magazine, this has led me to so many great conversations, both in my Facebook group and in private messages, in podcast and video interviews, as well as face-to-face.
And best of all, I’m becoming friends with a bunch of incredibly smart, ambitious, sweet, fun, caring people. Where last year I realized I had found my tribe online, I now also found them in real life.
When growing up, whenever I felt a spark of true happiness, always within 24 hours, something would happen that would ruin it all. Happiness only existed as moments that as soon as I caught them, would disappear again. Since I’ve been here, I’ve felt so incredibly happy every single day. I am so unbelievably grateful. For the old and the new friends who show that they care about me. For all the great conversations with, and inspiration from, all the people I meet because of the Freelance Kickstarter. For my career that has been going better than I could have ever wished for and is making me feel so proud of myself. And for being home. For finally being truly happy.
Lots of love,