When Life Throws Spanners: A Mid-Career Reckoning
Today was one of those days. You know the kind – the ones that make you want to throw your hands up and scream into a pillow. I found myself in a heated argument, and if you recall my previous mentions of "Mr. A," well, let's just say it was with his better half. My love life, it seems, continues its streak of spectacular timing and complicated entanglements. It’s almost comical, if I weren’t the one living it. But that wasn’t the only storm cloud today. Our new boss, who is Indian, and I haven't exactly seen eye-to-eye since his first day. It feels like I’ve been here a thousand times before, navigating another toxic environment, dealing with the same old professional frustrations. For a while, I was genuinely upset, the kind of upset that sits heavy in your chest. Then, a moment of clarity. A quiet, albeit firm, internal voice reminded me of a crucial privilege: I can quit this job in six months. This realization didn't make the immediate situation pleasant, ...