Since I’ve graduated, I’ve been constantly got this advice : “Do what you love, and you’ll never work”.. This advice actually kills me for few times. But now, I realized it’s so cliché that make me question its truth. Because the sad fact, based on my personal experienced, is this: “If I do what I love for a living, I’ll probably end up loving it a little bit less”..
Yes, it’s a wonderful goal to strive for finding work that we enjoy. In fact, it should be a goal for everyone. But this absurd axiom, suggests that we can simply take what we already love, turn it into something for which we get paid (meaning, have clients, bosses and deadlines and obligations, etc), and it won’t ever feel like anything other than that thing we love.
This is a blatant, hurtful lie that I fall for. And, in the beginning, I felt like something is wrong with me. But, then I can see that, when something I love becomes work, it fundamentally—and unavoidably—changes the way in which I interact with it.
“Work IS NOT Play, even the best job in the world [is] still just a job..”
Yep. Ain’t that the truth?
Work is called “work” because it’s not play. Once you depend on something to put food on your table, it becomes something different. It’s no longer “that thing you do for fun”; it’s “that thing you have to do for survival”.
Work isn’t the same as play, no matter how similar they might appear on the surface. Sometimes, when I do an activity all day long and depend on it for survival, the playfulness can disappear quickly.
That doesn’t mean you won’t end up enjoying or maybe even loving the work you do. But it will also be “work”. You probably won’t mistake it for anything else. Doing what you love can certainly make it a more enjoyable experience. But you’ll also experience a new side of that activity, and it won’t be comfortable.
Do I sound cynical? A little. But, lots of people sit around convinced that if only they could turn their hobby into a fulltime job, they’d finally be happy. Really?