I worked in an industry that was quite high powered and earned a decent amount. Not millions, but more than enough to pay all my bills, go on nice holidays, meals out every weekend, far too many clothes, etc.
I was spending 8 grand a year and nearly 20 hours a week commuting to London and back, partly because I thought that would give me work life balance and partly because I had a house whereas in London I would have struggled to get a flat share.
I accepted a promotion because my other job was being phased out.
I ended up getting the flu and having nine calls in three days asking when I was coming back because they, apparently couldn’t cope without me.
(I later found out the reason the promotion was actually available was because the last person couldn’t be left alone either, the staff were really over reliant).
In a slight fit of pique, I quit, there and then. I just thought “Sod this, I can’t be arsed.”
I didn’t find another job for 7 months. I had no money except JSA, my BFs salary was just about covering everything.
A friend of my dad’s son was a headteacher near us and needed some TAs, so I applied, got the job, and went on minimum wage as a stopgap.
I hadn’t realised how much the corporate job had taken from me.
And during this time, a friend of mine took his own life due to burnout, and thinking he wasn’t good enough.
I completely changed my perspective. I was only going out to eat because I was too tired to cook or even shop.
I only bought new clothes because I was trying to impress people in my world.
I went on expensive holidays because I felt I had earned them.
But having a job that felt worthwhile and important was worth more to me than “stuff”. I have loads of time off, feel so much less stressed and I now live to work, not the other way round.
It’s about priorities. Ask yourself, if something happened and you could not have things as they are, what would you keep. The job, or what the job gives you?
Either is fine but once you break it down, it’s easier to decide. Good luck!