Move Forward

Hi everyone!

Today, I had to do something that never gets easier—telling my supervisor that I’m leaving the company. Even though it’s the second time I’ve had to do this in my career, it still doesn’t sit comfortably with me.

The truth is, both of my supervisors have been genuinely kind and supportive people. Maybe that’s why it hits differently. Or maybe it’s just me—putting myself in their shoes, overthinking how they might feel. Perhaps they’re completely okay with it. But I can’t help but feel this lingering guilt, like I’m letting someone down who had high hopes for me.

Still, I sat down and told my supervisor about my plans. As always, he was considerate and understanding. He even advised me not to talk too much about it with others, knowing how quickly rumors can spread. There were just a few administrative changes—we adjusted my notice period slightly, but nothing major.

After I walked out of that conversation, not much had changed around me. But inside, there was still a small weight of guilt. Maybe it’s because I care. Maybe it’s because I know I’m leaving someone behind. But I also know this: life moves on. People leave, and others come in. Companies continue to operate. No one is truly irreplaceable—and that’s okay.

What matters is that today, I made a decision that could change the course of my life. That’s not something small.

I’m a little scared, a little anxious—but also deeply excited. What’s ahead might be unknown, but I know with certainty that I don’t see myself living the next 50 years working in Singapore, running on autopilot like a machine. That’s not the life I want.

I want to chase after things that spark joy. I want to explore the unfamiliar, embrace the silly, the strange, the beautiful. I want to live, not just exist.

So here’s to moving forward—towards growth, toward new experiences, and toward a version of life that feels a little more like me.