I had a total career change in my mid-30s, although this was pre-Covid.
Used to work in retail management, had been in retail since I was 16 as I'd never really settled on what I wanted to do with my life. I was totally stuck in a rut, and it was moving up North to move in with my now-husband that kicked me up the arse to change.
I wanted a 9-5, Monday to Friday as that fits with his work, and ended up getting a 12 month fixed term job in a sector I'd never in a million years have imagined myself working in. The fixed term got made permanent, I've since been promoted twice and I genuinely love what I do, with a career path that should see me happily through the rest of my working life and keep me challenged and motivated.
My only regret is that I didn't do it sooner - I'm happier, healthier and enjoy life more now than I ever did before.
I too am currently working my notice after nearly 11 years with my current employer... I've just turned 40 and felt it was stick or twist time... I'd grown apathetic, lethargy had set in and although elements of my job (outdoor based) are brilliant, things have changed with regard the direction of travel within my directorate. Ultimately I just can't agree with what I consider to be overtly commercial decisions taking precedent over sustainable growth, especially in the face of an environmental crisis.
That and corporate BS is out of control, as is this nonsense regarding so called work life balance and 'caring employer' shtick which grinds my goddamn gears.
Naturally I thoroughly relished handing my notice in, particularly as my line manager is an odious creep who I won't miss in the slightest. Obviously my resignation letter was a verbose and flowery trek through the foothills of my mind.
My new job is much more suited to my core beliefs and as a hippy, I'll be happy - which is all I want.
Yeah, I was at risk of becoming a total dick, just moaning all the time and not doing anything to change my circumstances. I used to take risks, I said I'd never get old and yet I'd already become a pale imitation of my younger self... I've rolled the dice and it feels ****ing great.
I worked hard in my IT career until I was 48, then decided to get out (before they carried me out) as my remote US management always demanded more, no matter how successful my team and projects were. I was single and a workaholic, terrified of leaving the main thing I felt good at. With fantastic support from friends I finally found the courage to leave!
I traveled for 18 months (France, Oz, NZ), some fantastic walks and bike rides, wrote and self published a ( fairly crap ) book. Came back, found a 9-5 part time job in a shop for ten years and loved it - a great antidote to corporate life. During this time I got married and had a kid...what?!?!...I can't believe it... strangers think I'm the grandad.
I tell myself I should have had the guts to leave my career earlier, but the truth is that I emotionally needed enough financial security first: not rich at all, just enough to feel I (now 'we') should be ok.
So, it's very personal, but be brave, be sensible, get a supportive network around you, and have a bit of trust that you can make a different future.
Great post……and good luck. I lost my (much) younger sister and then my dad within a couple of years, this coincided with my kids becoming at least partly self-sufficient, so all together massively impacted my ‘life choices’ and perspective. Working for someone who had no understanding how my function operated made my decision easier than it might have been.
I’m not working, we’ve modified our lifestyle a bit to make sure we can survive relatively comfortably and I now have an immensely rewarding trustee role with a local school for severely disabled children and young adults that keeps me occupied several hours a week. The corporate world can do one.
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