Worked 34 years at job. Many long-time friends and positive relationships. Took new job, a promotion, same employer but different department, location, and supervisors. It seemed like a good opportunity and I certainly had the right experience to move ahead. I did not know anyone at the new place. It was lonely there. New job had a trial period. New people threw me out to the road, all my prior years of work made no difference. I was escorted away like a criminal, and all of my identification confiscated. It turned out I had come into a workplace that was a sorority social club of people who already knew each other and did not want me there. I am now sitting around looking at the walls at home, after all those years of work. My skill set is narrowly limited to the things I did at the job I had for 34 years. I just want my life back. Or hoping to get a new life. I am not giving up yet. I still have enough youth and health to move along. Sometimes I am so sad. Other times I hope for an exciting future. My feelings oscillate depending on what day or hour it is. I wake up in the morning well-rested -- it's nice to sleep in, but so saddened by the life I've lost.