Those that have never held a job have no idea the pain one feels when they are forced to retire do to illness. I have worked since I was 16 and when I was 18 I hired into the steel mill and worked my way up the ladder from a laborer to an electrician.
I worked in a male dominated field and my foreman was a real asshole. He was latino and like all latino families the woman is expected to reproduce first and foremost and most prefer to have their spouses at home for the most part.
I lost myself for so long after I retired as I no longer knew where my life was heading. My co workers were left in the dust and I had no relationship with anyone I worked with as they were men and you cannot have a relationship outside of work with the opposite sex as it causes problems.
We define ourselves by what we do for a living or a career and when we are faced with one of the most personal decisions we have to make its difficult, damn difficult. One day we are employed and the next we no longer can continue with our self-we get lost.
There is no more roar of the crowd, making great strides that others try to follow and to compete with and we fade into black over time. The problem with today’s generation is they do not respect those that paved the way for them and they do not want to work to get ahead, they want everything given to them.
We walk away from the way of life we have lived for so long and we work to redefine who we are. Unless you have had to make a major job change in your life you cannot understand how we lose ourselves.
Then there is an awakening which leads many to return to a learning institution such as college or the federal technical center of coverciano.
We may feel lost but then we rediscover the person we are today and we find a new joy within ourselves. Life becomes fulfilling once again and we feel proud of ourselves and feeling happy slips back into our lives.