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Elias Papatheodorou's avatar

Are you saying the solution is to simply find a job you love and spend more time helping your local community?

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2 years ago I had a "bullshit job" working for a mid-sized company. One of those jobs where you dreaded someone asking you what you do because, frankly, I didn't do much of anything. On paper I knew what my job was, but it was one of those things where you get lost in the shuffle, and on top of that you're remote so you don't really interact with people all day. My boss, a middle manager, was so worried about getting sacked that he didn't really give a fuck what I did as long as I didn't attract attention and I handed in my paperwork. I was deeply depressed and suicidal, even though I owned a home and had a beautiful fiance. So, yes, I agree that meaning is extremely important. I sat down one day and thought long and hard about what I wanted. On one hand, I had stability, safety. I could climb my way up if I really wanted to. On the other hand, I was pretty sure I was going to off myself if I had to keep a job like that. A lifetime of doing nothing. A passionate person who wanted to do something, anything, that was good for the world.

I quit my job and went back to grad school to become a social worker. On paper, it was an awful decision. But that's only if you care about finances. There is no balance sheet for the currency of the soul. I look forward to my days now. I absolutely love helping people. Every day is interesting and different and full of vibrant characters. I feel like if I don't get to work, people will literally be worse off for it. The hours go by fast because I'm not dreading every minute. Some days I forget to eat because I'm so engaged in my work. And you know what? Yeah, grad school is expensive and I don't get paid anything as an intern, but because I'm passionate about my job and have a genuine smile on my face (and because I've actually been doing the schoolwork and can recite a thing or two), I've gotten multiple job offers that are really decent. If I do 2 more years of training I can get my clinical license and make a lot more if I'm so worried about it. I've also stopped drinking and drugging completely. I didn't even intend to! I just noticed, more and more, that I had no misery I was trying to bury at the end of the day. One night I was drinking a beer and realized "I don't even want this" and poured it down the sink.

There's a message in there I try to impart on young (or lost) people: find something meaningful to you. I'm not saying money isn't important; I'm saying having meaning is important too. You can't take a job that is only about money and expect to be fulfilled. You have to find something in the middle, which can take a little exploring. You have to be brave and willing to make changes. It's okay to quit. It's your life. Your responsibility. And you have to be careful with your commitments. Once you're a parent, for example, the stakes can change. If you develop a health condition, like obesity or addiction, just to "cope" with your soul-sucking job, you're that much more stuck with that job. So maintaining your freedom is important too. But, barring that, fear is the real mind-killer. People become complacent and they think the world will end if they quit their jobs and try something else. They fear losing the "progress" they've made in a career they hate.

I know those are some broad strokes and life is more complicated than that but I just wanted to share.

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