Same. I had a decent job in my late teens early twenties, decent as in it paid really well and I liked the hours even though they were weird and long. I left because it wasn't the type of job that got me "adult points" and I was sick of being looked down on for what I did (it wasn't anything NSFW or anything, just more of a teen job type that I excelled at and got myself promoted up the ladder). I told one of my co-workers "I like this place, and it's paying me good money, but I don't want to be 30 and still working here."

Well fuck me, because it turns out that I'm in my 30s now and that's still the most money I've ever fucking made. My boss from that job actually just texted me the other day and offered me my job back even though it's been over 8 years and if I hadn't moved 1,000 miles away I might have considered it because he would have almost doubled what he had been paying me before.

I'm back doing the college thing trying to better myself and get into the tech sector, and fuck I hope it works out because if not I might just decide to finally opt out of this world. I've fucking had enough of trying and trying and busting my ass just to keep having the rules change and the goal posts move.

I've been at the same "stable" job for 8 years and am practically suicidal over how much I hate it.

I still hate homelessness and starvation more, so...