When the passion is gone…

I was watching a programme today that was set in a hospital. The character at the centre of the episode was very overworked and burnt out. They talked about losing their passion for their role, which they had previously called their ‘calling’.

This brought me to a realisation that I had not thought of prior to this.

The realisation was that I too had lost my drive and commitment where previously I had been passionate about my role. I too would have referred to my role as a Social Worker as a calling.

Now I have come to realise that my commitment and drive had lessened and I was not getting the satisfaction I previously had. I have always been proud to call myself a Social Worker, but the sense of satisfaction and pride had diminished.

Maybe it’s my age and health issues but my attitude had changed markedly. The decision to retire from my Social Work role was the best thing for me, my team and patients and their families.  They all deserve a Social Worker who has the drive and commitment to do their best for them

My tank was near empty and no amount of holidays could revitalise me towards the end.

For all of those reading this who are working, check in with yourself and ask yourself if your job is giving you what you need. Are you still working because you still enjoy it or are you still working because you want to show Parkinson’s who’s boss?

What would it take for you to stop working? Is it your physical or mental challenges? Do you still get the same satisfaction? Does your work life fill your cup or does it empty it and drag you down? Is it financially driven? If so, have you checked if you can get any government assistance financially? You may be surprised.

I never thought I would be retiring early and that I would enjoy the freedom it gives me.

What do you want the next few years to look like?

Will it be focusing on work or can you take the step to remove yourself from it.

I am a firm fan of retirement.

It has given me more than it has taken.

When is it your turn?

Published by kiwipommysue

I work in health and have been with the same supportive team for over 7 years. They are all aware of my diagnosis and this helps tremendously especially while I get used to the idea of my diagnosis. My parents both had Parkinsons, so I guess my odds were higher than most.

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