The life I built
I spent eleven years inside Shell, across the Netherlands, London, Qatar, and the US. I helped integrate the BG Group acquisition, a sixty billion dollar deal, managed a billion dollar contract portfolio in Qatar, and ran one of Shell’s key global suppliers across twenty of its assets.
I lived on the top floor in Qatar, overlooking Doha, and secured one expat assignment after another. I had the political capital, the momentum, the relationships. When the reorganization came, my sponsor, who always delivered on the roles I wanted, asked what I wanted next. I had nothing to complain about. From the outside, it looked exactly like what I had said I wanted.
What was harder to admit was the truth beneath it. I was no longer having fun. The gap between the life I had and the life I actually wanted kept widening. I was sharp in meetings and drained at home, competent and ahead in every room, at the cost of my own life. I knew the feeling well. It took time before I was willing to actually listen to it.
That gap is where this story really begins.