Is Your Job Your Demise?
I’m sure you’ve noticed from time to time I say, “I’m back!” Each time I say that I don’t realize, nope…not back yet. Living the American Dream…corporate lifestyle had it’s benefits. Hobnobbing with the “Big Dogs” and being asked what it was like to “live like a rock star”.
Even after I left all that I realized the unwinding process took a little longer than I thought it would. The decompression, technology detox, chasing planes, having other people do my laundry and living out of a suitcase eventually was going to make me old before my time.
Just yesterday I noticed my natural energy back. The energy I need to partake on new adventures and accomplish grand scale projects. I can’t get outside enough to take a run or stay up all night working on my next human rights campaign. It feels great.
Then I go to my Facebook and read “Sitting next to someone on the train who doesn’t believe in soap and water. Not a good way to start the day FB Fam!” in which I reply, “OOOOOh the first sign of corporate burnout! You start to smell every thing around you!” The real truth is the first sign of corporate burnout is what you start complaining about is the commute. You can no longer tolerate your commute to work….and it’s all down hill from there.
Then there is the economy, so you are nervous to venture out because 1 out of 4 of your friends hasn’t found a job or only a temporary one way under their pay grade.
Well, you want to survive don’t you?
After that I met a friend in town who had told me he had some tests he was waiting for the results back on. It turns out his wife had been ill for quite some time and the doctors kept telling her she was fine, that there was nothing wrong. Finally they went to the right specialist who tested her and she had been exposed for a long period of time to Arsenic! Holy cow! Now he has to be tested so they can rule out the home. Next is the job! Next is the businesses around the job, and then what….test the water!
Most likely since he is feeling fine, and doesn’t work with her….it’s something that is happening around her job. She has her own small business. So here is a person who doesn’t “work for the man” and her job is still killing her.
One of the first things my mom taught me was that life isn’t fair. Well at least each of these people have recognized their work related stress on their health and is stopping whatever it is that is slowly eating them from the inside out.
I won’t be surprised when I hear it takes them awhile to tell me, “I’m back!” and I’ll be there however they come out of this rat-race with open arms! Funny thing about it ….. the people trying to get out or can’t wait to retire ARE the rock stars and the big dogs. Don’t worry…. life has never been better on the slow side … when you finally get the time, I can’t wait to meet you at the base of the mountain and say …. we have all day to climb that!