This morning, I woke up asking myself this question: Do I still like practicing law? This was a question I found hard to answer. I thought about it for a long time and after three cups of coffee, I ended up with some kind of answer. I would say yes and no. Maybe or not. Of course, or nope, you can have it.
Granted, practicing law has its perks like being able to help people and making a difference in one’s life – especially poor clients unable to afford expensive lawyers. But I sure don’t like the long hours, the nasty co counsel, the rude judges, the dwindling paycheck, the “payment plan” clients and the having to keep up with the law.
If I were to do it all over again, would I go to law school to become a lawyer? If not, what else would I do or become? A car salesman? A pediatrician? A journalist? Well, after some thought, I think I like practicing law. I just have to be patient. There are good days and bad days. There are good clients and bad clients. I guess it’s me. Me, feeling unrewarded. Me feeling l as though I should have been a millionaire by now. Me feeling tired and burnt out. Me feeling like I need a glass of wine to relax my nerve. Me, me, me, and more me.