Hell you can figure that out by just making 6 figures straight out of college. There comes a point where you realize all you do is work because you’re too tired to do anything else, and your disposable income can’t get you anything meaningful to make up for it. I’m far happier for having quit and taking a pay cut for a remote job closer to my family.

I distinctly remember getting my hair cut when I was back home a couple months before I started working, and the stylist was someone in my high school graduating class. We chatted a bit and they mentioned money being a bit tight, and all of it just felt so wrong and gross to me. There’s no reason why I deserved more for my skillset than she hers.