I am 62 years old and I still don't know what color my damn parachute is. I have a masters in early childhood education, but have quit many jobs because of panic attacks.

I've started an art co-op, but for the first 6 months, the aggressive type A's ran all over me and made my life miserable. Then they quit. (Good ******* riddance!) Of course art, which I've done since the seventies, barely pays for itself.

I've written two books, both of which got really good reviews from editors who read them. I won a writing contest years ago. I love to write, but I can't support myself doing it.

Everything I care about or enjoy is something people don't have to have! Normal jobs make me crazy and depressed. I work as a janitor. Doesn't pay worth squat and there's no prestige. However, I can work alone as fast or as slowly as I want. I can listen to music or books on tape. I can move around freely.

I've been looking at Craigslist jobs, seeing the usual words again: high energy, people person, dynamic, aggressive, go-getter, passionate (about selling crap? Really?)

The weird thing is that I'm not and never have been high energy, but I'm reliable, work harder than most and am remarkably ethical most of the time. I'm just not what anyone wants.


danamarr danamarr
61-65, F
Aug 19, 2014