Hi everyone,
I've read this wonderful board for the past several years and now am writing to request your sage advice and wisdom. I'm in my late 30's, and am going through a bit of an existential crisis.
Personal life: I am surrounded by love from the two men in my life: my dad and my partner. My dad is the hardest worker that I know and I'm FI because of his commitment to ensuring that I didn't have any student loans. Partner and I are in a long-term relationship, we're not married, and we maintain separate finances. (No kids in my future as I love hanging out with them & babysitting as a fun aunt but have very complex feelings about attachment and then subsequent abandonment from my own mother.)
Looking ahead to the future, I worry about what I will do when my dad is no longer here, and as SO has had a bout of cancer in his past, what my life will look like as a true singleton. Being an older single person in America is a scary thought, and while I'm not from any of these countries, I've begun looking at Malaysia/Thailand/Vietnam as a potential permanent landing place.
Professional life: I started out in BigLaw and then moved over to a role as corporate counsel. A couple of jobs later, I am still in-house and realize that mentally, I don't derive any fundamental joy in the work that I do anymore (and this is worrisome for me as pre-COVID I was the person who was the first person at work at 7 in the morning and wouldn't leave work until 7 in the evening). I found so much fulfillment from the work that I did.
While I do the same work today, something has changed within me. During COVID, and due to a couple of managers I didn't mesh well with, I went through a process of separating my job from my sense of self. Not having my job tied to my sense of worth has been great in one respect from a mental health standpoint, but on the other hand, there are days where I barely recognize the person I've become from a job standpoint. On days where I was particularly upset, I would resort to manually calculating my NW, which caused a temporary spike in happiness. Though, it's not helpful mentally to have a Pavlovian "work sucks, let's check NW" mindset to personal finance, IMO, so I'm attempting to minimize that moving forward.
I changed jobs in the midst of the pandemic, moved to a WFH role, and respect both my employer and my boss. I remain committed to doing a good job, but in the years of COVID and since then, I simply find myself wanting to get the job done as quickly as possible. Almost like an assembly-line approach. This approach means I am super responsive and I get things done really quickly. I also make mistakes under this approach, but I acknowledge them, raise them to my boss, and to my surprise, get more work from him. I am a mid-level individual contributor, and while I don't have ambitions for senior leadership, I would very much like to regain the joy I used to have for work.
My father has worked in his role for 40 years, spends hours each weekend working, and literally can't wait to wake up each day to start working again. I look at myself and hope I can regain the work ethic I once had to emulate his standard. As an example, even under work situations where I didn't like what I was doing or didn't respect the boss I was reporting to, I'd spend a few hours each weekend preparing for the week ahead. Fast forward to today, the thought of working on a Sunday crossed my mind, and I promptly brushed it aside.
Hobbies: By nature, I am a quiet introvert though I can be quite extroverted with the right people in the right environment. Growing up, my primary hobbies were reading, writing, and playing piano. The couple of pandemic years made me extremely introverted, and I've become rather uncomfortable in situations where I'm expected to dress up & try to be someone that I'm not. Home is the place where I am most comfortable, as I can wear sweats and an old t-shirt and simply be myself.
During COVID, I volunteered at a food bank at the nearby church, and found the most enjoyment in non-client facing roles like packaging food in the warehouse. After my one time there, I felt bad that I couldn't muster up the energy to handle the customer-facing roles that I thought I would derive the most fulfillment from.
I am trying to rediscover my love of reading, writing, and piano, but I'm realizing I have severe commitment issues to that -- as in, I'll start writing (I have a romance novel in my mind), but then I get bored, don't want to do it anymore, and start watching Netflix. As another example, I was a math major before I went to law school and have attempted a couple of times to teach myself Python. It's been several years since I've used the technical part of my brain and I enjoyed the few weeks where I spent focusing on it, but my interest dropped afterwards and I can't pick it back up without restarting the process.
Things that bring me the most joy: I'm grateful to have a partner who enjoys frugality as much as I do, and I get a ton of joy & excitement figuring out which new restaurants we'll try; mapping out our road trips so we can visit new Costcos along the way and check out their clearance sales; and planning which of the buffets in our regular rotation we will eat at during the weekend. While I am most comfortable at home, I also derive enjoyment from being around people in situations where I don't need to talk to them. Yesterday, I spent the morning in a Starbucks, bought an ice tea (as it was the cheapest thing on the menu of course), and people watched for 3 hours while scrolling through Reddit.
Questions:
(1) For those of you who enjoyed your work for a part of your career & may have lost that at one point or another, how did you regain that enjoyment/fulfillment/[insert appropriate noun here]?
(2) Everyone who I speak with IRL finds their purpose in life through their children. As that will not be in the cards for me, I'm wondering: especially for those of you who are not parents, how did you find your fulfillment, purpose, or meaning in your life?
(3) From what I've written above, are there any hobbies I should be looking at or volunteer causes that I should be evaluating? I want to create something, but I don't know what that is. Knowing myself, if I don't have a hobby or something that I work towards, I will spend the day on the couch and watch Netflix. Days of the pandemic were like this, and while they were very relaxing, I want to work towards something.
(4) For any of you who have considered permanent residency outside of the US as you get older, I'd be all ears to hear what you decided. The level of respect I see in countries outside of the US to our elders makes me realize that while I'm grateful to have received a US education & salary, living here likely isn't in the cards when I'm 50 and beyond.
If you've made it this far, thank you for reading!
I've read this wonderful board for the past several years and now am writing to request your sage advice and wisdom. I'm in my late 30's, and am going through a bit of an existential crisis.
Personal life: I am surrounded by love from the two men in my life: my dad and my partner. My dad is the hardest worker that I know and I'm FI because of his commitment to ensuring that I didn't have any student loans. Partner and I are in a long-term relationship, we're not married, and we maintain separate finances. (No kids in my future as I love hanging out with them & babysitting as a fun aunt but have very complex feelings about attachment and then subsequent abandonment from my own mother.)
Looking ahead to the future, I worry about what I will do when my dad is no longer here, and as SO has had a bout of cancer in his past, what my life will look like as a true singleton. Being an older single person in America is a scary thought, and while I'm not from any of these countries, I've begun looking at Malaysia/Thailand/Vietnam as a potential permanent landing place.
Professional life: I started out in BigLaw and then moved over to a role as corporate counsel. A couple of jobs later, I am still in-house and realize that mentally, I don't derive any fundamental joy in the work that I do anymore (and this is worrisome for me as pre-COVID I was the person who was the first person at work at 7 in the morning and wouldn't leave work until 7 in the evening). I found so much fulfillment from the work that I did.
While I do the same work today, something has changed within me. During COVID, and due to a couple of managers I didn't mesh well with, I went through a process of separating my job from my sense of self. Not having my job tied to my sense of worth has been great in one respect from a mental health standpoint, but on the other hand, there are days where I barely recognize the person I've become from a job standpoint. On days where I was particularly upset, I would resort to manually calculating my NW, which caused a temporary spike in happiness. Though, it's not helpful mentally to have a Pavlovian "work sucks, let's check NW" mindset to personal finance, IMO, so I'm attempting to minimize that moving forward.
I changed jobs in the midst of the pandemic, moved to a WFH role, and respect both my employer and my boss. I remain committed to doing a good job, but in the years of COVID and since then, I simply find myself wanting to get the job done as quickly as possible. Almost like an assembly-line approach. This approach means I am super responsive and I get things done really quickly. I also make mistakes under this approach, but I acknowledge them, raise them to my boss, and to my surprise, get more work from him. I am a mid-level individual contributor, and while I don't have ambitions for senior leadership, I would very much like to regain the joy I used to have for work.
My father has worked in his role for 40 years, spends hours each weekend working, and literally can't wait to wake up each day to start working again. I look at myself and hope I can regain the work ethic I once had to emulate his standard. As an example, even under work situations where I didn't like what I was doing or didn't respect the boss I was reporting to, I'd spend a few hours each weekend preparing for the week ahead. Fast forward to today, the thought of working on a Sunday crossed my mind, and I promptly brushed it aside.
Hobbies: By nature, I am a quiet introvert though I can be quite extroverted with the right people in the right environment. Growing up, my primary hobbies were reading, writing, and playing piano. The couple of pandemic years made me extremely introverted, and I've become rather uncomfortable in situations where I'm expected to dress up & try to be someone that I'm not. Home is the place where I am most comfortable, as I can wear sweats and an old t-shirt and simply be myself.
During COVID, I volunteered at a food bank at the nearby church, and found the most enjoyment in non-client facing roles like packaging food in the warehouse. After my one time there, I felt bad that I couldn't muster up the energy to handle the customer-facing roles that I thought I would derive the most fulfillment from.
I am trying to rediscover my love of reading, writing, and piano, but I'm realizing I have severe commitment issues to that -- as in, I'll start writing (I have a romance novel in my mind), but then I get bored, don't want to do it anymore, and start watching Netflix. As another example, I was a math major before I went to law school and have attempted a couple of times to teach myself Python. It's been several years since I've used the technical part of my brain and I enjoyed the few weeks where I spent focusing on it, but my interest dropped afterwards and I can't pick it back up without restarting the process.
Things that bring me the most joy: I'm grateful to have a partner who enjoys frugality as much as I do, and I get a ton of joy & excitement figuring out which new restaurants we'll try; mapping out our road trips so we can visit new Costcos along the way and check out their clearance sales; and planning which of the buffets in our regular rotation we will eat at during the weekend. While I am most comfortable at home, I also derive enjoyment from being around people in situations where I don't need to talk to them. Yesterday, I spent the morning in a Starbucks, bought an ice tea (as it was the cheapest thing on the menu of course), and people watched for 3 hours while scrolling through Reddit.
Questions:
(1) For those of you who enjoyed your work for a part of your career & may have lost that at one point or another, how did you regain that enjoyment/fulfillment/[insert appropriate noun here]?
(2) Everyone who I speak with IRL finds their purpose in life through their children. As that will not be in the cards for me, I'm wondering: especially for those of you who are not parents, how did you find your fulfillment, purpose, or meaning in your life?
(3) From what I've written above, are there any hobbies I should be looking at or volunteer causes that I should be evaluating? I want to create something, but I don't know what that is. Knowing myself, if I don't have a hobby or something that I work towards, I will spend the day on the couch and watch Netflix. Days of the pandemic were like this, and while they were very relaxing, I want to work towards something.
(4) For any of you who have considered permanent residency outside of the US as you get older, I'd be all ears to hear what you decided. The level of respect I see in countries outside of the US to our elders makes me realize that while I'm grateful to have received a US education & salary, living here likely isn't in the cards when I'm 50 and beyond.
If you've made it this far, thank you for reading!