Something pretty unexpected happened during the third month of my unemployment. Amazingly, my anxieties and stress about money, which were always in the background ready to jump to the fore, faded to a quiet murmur. I started to become beyond money.
At least for now.
And when I say beyond money, I mean that money no longer engenders in me the negative emotions as it did in the past. Instead, it allows me to conceive and achieve my goals.
I went to the gym recently, the first time in roughly 12 months. I had taken a break from my expensive, high end gym in New York City in order to reduce a high recurring expense. But then I cancelled it because my job at that time had become really stressful, and I didn’t have time for consistent gym work out sessions. Big mistake.
Let’s face it. Ageism against older workers has always existed, but it has never become more obvious than now. Especially with the breath taking pace of technological change.
Once you hit 40, job prospects start to diminish. Employers begin to question your ability to learn and adapt. And at age 50, your prospects drop off a cliff. Exceptions are if you’re pursuing the “greeter at Walmart” minimum wage jobs. Or if you’re sufficiently well connected to be a professional board member. Otherwise, it seems there is nothing in-between.
It’s now been 2 months since my termination from my company. I was actually not sure what to expect once the frenzied paperwork subsided. (Please see my post on my 1 Month Anniversary which was a roller coaster of emotions.)
I’m definitely not the most self-aware person. I’m just not in touch with my feelings – something which my wife tells me often. So I’m starting a series to reflect on what I’m going through post-termination.