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I was watching a documentary series about professional adventurers and extreme athletes. One episode followed a professional kayaker on a trip to the Zambezi River in Africa to run some of the most massive and powerful rapids in the world.
He said that his philosophy of life came down to the title of this post: Bankruptcy of pocket, or bankruptcy of soul. He became good at something he loved at an early age, and soon discovered it wasn't that difficult to make a modest living at it. The guy's abilities and balls are unbelievable and he talked a lot about soul-draining modern life and the life he lives. At the end of the show he's enjoying a beer and has a "moment of silence" for all of us still sitting in traffic.
I do not like what I do. There are moments of satisfaction, but around 80% of the time I cannot stand it. I work to live, and my job has afforded me a pretty good lifestyle. However, true to the classic working man's conundrum, I work too much to REALLY dig in to the things I enjoy. And beyond the constraints on free time, I hate the fact I work for someone else and have to put on a happy face to keep my job.
On one hand I feel very fortunate. I work in a highly employable field (medicine), make a better than average living (~$100k/yr), and have a professional title with decent social respect. I am very grateful for this and for the choices I made to get here.
On the other, medicine is not all it's cracked up to be. Most of our day is spent dealing with ungrateful, ignorant, uneducated people with abysmal health literacy who want everything to be done for them. Not many people want to do the footwork they need to get better. They want everything handed to them, in pill form, ala drive-thru medicine. It is for the most part extremely unsatisfying and very much production-based. More patients, more billing, and less freedom of care.
Basically I think I may have picked the wrong profession for my personality, and I've accepted I really don't like the 9-5 working life altogether. I am fairly solitary, work best alone, do not like people in general or customer service. I know, horrible thing to say for my profession, lol. In no way do I think my situation is special or unique; I know there are millions and millions of people who hate their jobs more than I do.
My life outside of work is awesome, and I'm fortunate to make enough money to save up for a big break. I'm just not sure what to do. I'm in a position where I have to make $80K+ to live a decent lifestyle (due the amount of student debt I have), so my options are limited. The way I see it now I have a few choices:
-Stay in medicine and look for a more tolerable fit within the profession
-Start a new career entirely and likely be crushed by debt
-Do something drastic like leave the country and forego all of my education and debt for a clean slate
Anyone else been here and successfully made it OUT of working purgatory? I should add that I think postponing happiness until retirement is a flawed philosophy. Thanks for any stories and input.
He said that his philosophy of life came down to the title of this post: Bankruptcy of pocket, or bankruptcy of soul. He became good at something he loved at an early age, and soon discovered it wasn't that difficult to make a modest living at it. The guy's abilities and balls are unbelievable and he talked a lot about soul-draining modern life and the life he lives. At the end of the show he's enjoying a beer and has a "moment of silence" for all of us still sitting in traffic.
I do not like what I do. There are moments of satisfaction, but around 80% of the time I cannot stand it. I work to live, and my job has afforded me a pretty good lifestyle. However, true to the classic working man's conundrum, I work too much to REALLY dig in to the things I enjoy. And beyond the constraints on free time, I hate the fact I work for someone else and have to put on a happy face to keep my job.
On one hand I feel very fortunate. I work in a highly employable field (medicine), make a better than average living (~$100k/yr), and have a professional title with decent social respect. I am very grateful for this and for the choices I made to get here.
On the other, medicine is not all it's cracked up to be. Most of our day is spent dealing with ungrateful, ignorant, uneducated people with abysmal health literacy who want everything to be done for them. Not many people want to do the footwork they need to get better. They want everything handed to them, in pill form, ala drive-thru medicine. It is for the most part extremely unsatisfying and very much production-based. More patients, more billing, and less freedom of care.
Basically I think I may have picked the wrong profession for my personality, and I've accepted I really don't like the 9-5 working life altogether. I am fairly solitary, work best alone, do not like people in general or customer service. I know, horrible thing to say for my profession, lol. In no way do I think my situation is special or unique; I know there are millions and millions of people who hate their jobs more than I do.
My life outside of work is awesome, and I'm fortunate to make enough money to save up for a big break. I'm just not sure what to do. I'm in a position where I have to make $80K+ to live a decent lifestyle (due the amount of student debt I have), so my options are limited. The way I see it now I have a few choices:
-Stay in medicine and look for a more tolerable fit within the profession
-Start a new career entirely and likely be crushed by debt
-Do something drastic like leave the country and forego all of my education and debt for a clean slate
Anyone else been here and successfully made it OUT of working purgatory? I should add that I think postponing happiness until retirement is a flawed philosophy. Thanks for any stories and input.