Nada Buhendi


November 2018, I text my boss, “I quit.”

35 years old. Female immigrant with a six-figure salary in tech. Leadership position at a top consulting firm. Great boss. And on my way to an executive position.

But I was unhappy. I felt empty, like a robot.

My parents groomed me for Straight A’s, prestigious schools, dedication to work, and corporate ladder climbing. I worked weekends; I worked till midnight. I traveled continuously for 15 years.

And truth be told, I didn’t understand the concept of enjoying my work or even my life.

But I started wanting more…