Three months ago, a couple of weeks before my 39th birthday, I quit my job. I quit my job as a General Manager and executive board member at a global recruitment company. A job where I love the people I work with, am respected and valued, have climbed the ladder swiftly, where my future is bright and there would be big opportunities for me at home and overseas if I wanted to pursue them. Instead, I’ve quit, with no job to go to and no fixed plans about what I might do next. *cough, mid-life crisis, cough*
Eeeeekkk!
So, what on earth possessed me to chuck in the big job, with the big paycheck and the big future?
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