Today I did the unthinkable. I quit my job, with no notice. Even worse I did it over email on a Sunday. I have been a perfectionist my whole life, a straight-A student chasing gold-star stickers. I was punctual, dependable, and a hard worker. And at 31, I just can’t do it anymore. I assume this is what they call burnout. I have worked for the past year as a management consultant. Consulting is a high-stress, very demanding job. You are typically traveling 80-90% of the time, which seems great at the beginning with the free food, fancy hotels, and airline rewards programs, but quickly all I could think was: “I just want to be at home.” The problem was, I have just gotten married and moved to Silicon Valley in California. Money was tight, and I could not afford not to work. We just bought a f***ing Tesla for Christ's sake. I told myself to just keep going and focus on finding a new job even if it meant a pay cut. Anything to get me out of this job. But, last...
One lost millennial trying to navigate this crazy working world.