This is the second of a 3 episode mini-series on my backstory! The day after I quit my dream job, I cried. I was mortified because I had just gone against all of my childhood pre-programming as the over-achieving perfectionist… and my worst nightmare had come true. I made “the jump” with no parachute, and I was free-falling with no Plan B in my back pocket. So on my way down, I had no choice but to figure it out. There was SO much I realized that I didn’t know, so I went into full-out learning mode and took every single piece of advice that I could get. Unfortunately, I realized a little too late that you should be careful about who you take your advice from…