I have to say, I am sat here and I feel awful about how I used to think that probably I was given a crappy hand in life when I had my health problems a decade ago.
I had a head injury and post concussion syndrome, and then suddenly found myself very unwell for a long time after being injured by an off label antipsychotic prescribed for severe insomnia and anxiety after my head injury. I now have a neurological involuntary movement disorder as a result.
Consequently I had to stop working as an magazine assistant editor and I had my two youngest children in the time that I took off not working. I remember feeling like I was worthless as my fairly well paid career and degree were seemingly going to waste. But I loved being a mum, so I threw myself into that role the best I could.
In my teenage years, I did waitressing and retail work, and found it much better in some ways than my office work, and harder too.
The time when I was off work over the past few years, sometimes wallowing in a bit of self pity and wishing I was working, made me think back to those jobs and how valuable they were. I very much wanted to work again, but my poor brain wasn't well for a long time. I've had a greater appreciation for work in general since having poor health, and am content to do a small part time freelance editor role from home that fits around my children.
The high flying corporate career may be behind me, but I don't think it's the be all and end all. Yes, i occasionally feel sad that my brain injury cut my career short in some ways, but it made me truly appreciate the work I could do ok and not feel overwhelmed or pressurised with too.
No job should be beneath anyone really.