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Women who in the past worked a very high stress career that took a serious negative toll on you, and now work a lower stress job that has been better for your mental health and work/life balance- what is your story?

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Questa volta abbiamo cercato una domanda rivolta alle donne.Women who in the past worked a very high stress career that took a serious negative toll on you, and now work a lower stress job that has been better for your mental health and work/life balance- what is your story?

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I worked full-time as a social worker in a toxic environment. I loved the actual work, even though it was stressful (I helped support families dealing with DV, CPS, human trafficking, homelessness, depression, drug & alcohol dependency, and more). Unfortunately the organization was shady and my boss sucked. So I quit.

Now, I’m living in Andalucia, Spain as an English teacher. I work 12 hours a week with three-day weekends. The stipend I get is enough for the low cost of living here, and I have AMAZING insurance. My school is awesome, as are the other teachers and the students. I have time to travel (though not right now…), read, focus on my art, and so much more.

I’m so much happier here. I don’t ever want to go back to living and working in the U.S.

I worked at a title insurance company on Wall St for maybe 8 years? Very stable and we even merged with an even larger insurance company, which means we started getting better benefits. The employees were close knit like a family, but management was AWFUL, always overlooking the slackers and expecting the harder workers to pick up the slack. Turnover was very high and ppl had breakdowns in the bathroom frequently.

I was an extremely hard worker, but my boss looked the other way when partners slacked, and blamed it on me. Eventually I felt so undervalued that I took a pay cut to leave for another job. A startup of all things. In just a couple of years I ended up increasing my salary to MORE than the last job, and a perk is that we went remote even before quarantine hit. My last day of the insurance job, I booked a meeting with the CEO and spent an hour and a half in his office explaining my treatment and everything his subordinate managers were doing, so he’d know why he was losing a dedicated worker. We still follow each other on social media LMAO.

I achieved my goal of being among the top of my field as a director of research at an internationally-recognized organization, but I did so at the long-term expense of my health leading to significant stress-related health issues. I left that chapter of my career following the advice of my doctors and now do the same kinds of work in a much lower stress environment so that I get to continue the work I love without dying for it.

I had my dream job, but ultimately gave it up due to lack of support from the people above me; doing higher level work than my title and general stress that came with the type of work. One time, I was dealing with a patient’s abusive partner having a full blown meltdown in my waiting room and my blood pressure got so high, half my face went numb (I was fine, no drooping or anything). It took me three months to get it checked out, because I just couldn’t get away to attend an appointment.

Once I got together with my SO, he really helped me see how (a) my devotion to my company and my work was not being reciprocated; (b) how work ate up my entire life and (c) how it was really having negative effects on me. I left for a higher level administrative role with another organization, even though it was a pay cut. I have a more project-based work, authority to create my own department however I please and a ton of flexibility. It also gave me the opportunity to expand into another ‘controversial’ area of healthcare, but with less immediacy and stress than my last job.

I still cried when I left that job (and I do not cry). I called my SO sobbing, with my stuff all packed in boxes, unable to leave knowing I couldn’t come back. So much of my identity (to an unhealthy degree) was wrapped up in that job. I loved it, but it was truly going to kill me. My SO probably saved my life. I do miss it sometimes, but my quality of life is so much higher now. I’ve gotten to re-discover who I am besides, “acynicalwitch, Head Honcho of High Profile Place” and kind of relish in my regained privacy, though I will admit to missing some of the ‘prestige’ that came with it. I miss my team terribly, but I keep in contact with them and check in; I feel somewhat vindicated that, since I left, my replacements have all left within 9 months, because the job is so huge, stressful, and hard to be good at. I killed it in that role, and I’m damn proud of it, but without the support of senior leadership it just wasn’t tenable. Now I am senior leadership, and my time in the trenches and in such a high profile job is respected a great deal by my organization.

My new org is kind of a dumpsterfire, but I’m trying to un-dumpsterfire them. But at the end of the day: I have full say over my/my team’s work; I can come and go as I please; I can set my/my teams own priorities and deadlines; I am not nearly as invested (as in, to my detriment) as I was before. I can actually turn my phone ringer off! I don’t have to think about work when I’m not at work! I have holidays and weekends again. I can enjoy hobbies and my home life; I don’t have to be constantly ‘on’.

I worked my ass off to get where I am, so I enjoy the breathing room. I’m still really invested in work and being a high performer, but the bar at my current job doesn’t require me to sacrifice any semblance of a life to achieve it.

I actually do the same job at a different company… with a boss who isn’t a heartless monster who wants to see everyone around him on their toes 24/7.

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