This is a big problem for me. I’m 28, I abandoned my intended academic career post-PhD due to a lack of funding - I don’t believe I could make a solid career in the field, no matter how much I loved it and no matter how well I’d have done (in better financial circumstances, I think very well). I’ve spent the past two years churning out C++ code as a full-time developer. I’m good at it, and the people around me are good at it, but it is slowly killing off my creativity, original thought, and my ambition.
I’m finding it hard to come to terms with the fact that I will eke out the rest of my working life doing something I already mildly dislike, and will achieve nothing of which I am proud. It is quite depressing to be asked “what do you do for a living?” and not be interested enough in my own answer to bother with a detailed reply (when appropriate). I look at the senior people in my company - those whom I should hope to become - and see good people who are good at their own mediocre jobs, achieving nothing but lining the pockets of the MD. I don’t want to be them in 5/10/20 years time.
I try to apply ambition instead to out-of-work endeavours. I co-wrote a musical for the Edinburgh Festival which was, within its own small scope, very successful, and I’m working on a novel. These projects help, but I’m often too tired after work, or too busy to put any significant amount of time in. I really hate bad amateur writing, and try very hard to reach the highest standard I can, but I recognise that my modest creations will never be any more than forgotten small fry. Sure, they bring me satisfaction, but, without any influence on the outside world, writing seems no more productive than masturbation.
To top it off, I’m spending quite a bit of time with my grandfather, which I haven’t previously been able to do. He was a musician, and a very successful one - I guarantee that anyone reading this will have heard some of his work - reaching pretty much the pinnacle of his chosen sphere (if that isn’t a mixed metaphor). While I’m very proud of him, it is very humbling to think that I won’t have anything like as much for my grandchildren to be proud of.
I hope that this thread may come to provide a ray of light in what is currently a pretty gloomy place. Self-indulgent, perhaps, but isn’t self-esteem so by definition? Maybe a career change would help, but the only thing I can think of that I would like to do is return to academia, and the reasons for my leaving still apply. I have more than my fair share of talent, but I’m terrified of a) not using it, or, worse, b) using it and achieving more mediocrity.
Yours, in mediocrity,
L.