I really loved chasing whatever I fancied, and just living life. I’ve leaned so much, read so much, matured mentally, repaired relationships and friendships.
I feel ready to go back, but I will miss it. It’s nice to have the days stretch endlessly before and behind you, to mark the passage of time mainly by seasons, and to really feel like a human instead of a mule.
My previous job was horrible though, I may even have light PTSD! The only reason I don’t go work for USPS or drive a bus is because I think other companies are much better.
Job hunt is gonna be brutal and dehumanizing, though. I may just wait more, and I won’t be shy about withdrawing my candidacy in the face of red flags!!