This is a long whinge but I'm happy to listen to your stories too. I just need to speak about this in some way...
My life usually seems great, and I'm really happy when I'm just living in the moment. I am finally out of the depression of struggling through university, I have a 2.1 degree in Classical History, I am engaged to be married to my lovely fiancé who I've been in love with for 10 years, and we have a wonderful little boy.
BUT
I work in the deli in a local supermarket, and I'm scared to leave because it's the best job I've ever had (and I've had loads of jobs, having worked up to three at a time and stayed at most only 2 years at each since I was 16).
We are guaranteed a certain number of hours at specific times each week (great for childcare), there's loads of over time, everyone is lovely, and the employer really makes an effort to make sure that you can care for your family - they're great for being off work to care for a sick child, or any reason really, as long as it's reasonable. I even enjoy the work! I cook hot food and serve it to customers all day, and I practically run my own counter during my shift so I feel in control of the decisions I make and don't have co workers or a supervisor telling me what to do or hovering over me. I am in constant disbelief in the staff room when I hear the older staff moaning about their work, having been there since they left school, whinging about cuts to the benefits they get which absolutely no other employer at that level offers their staff anymore these days. These people don't know how good they have it. Iv worked at small convenience stores, fast food restaurants and holiday parks and been constantly taken aback by how terribly staff are treated.
But despite how handy it is for childcare, and how convenient and dependable it is, I feel disgusted at myself for settling for this when I worked so hard to get through uni. Looking back, I acknowledge how naive I was to study something so frivolous as History but to be honest, I don't really flourish in any particular academic field - so in a way maybe it was my only option to follow my interests? I have the typical story of being seen as smart and talented in my local high school until I was a small fish in a big pond at university. From there it went down hill.
My social skills are lacking, I am a complete introvert and suffer from social anxiety. I can't feel any motivation to find a career when I am so content in my current position. I just hate that I feel like a failure for having a kid so young and still living and working in my home town. I want to be able to be proud of myself! Most of the time, my happy little family is enough for me, but I feel restless now and again. I can't afford to go back to study again, and even if I could I have no idea what I would do, despite racking my brains for career ideas constantly since I was 17.