Completely lacking any purpose or direction at 32
32 years old, married, homeowner, no kids.
I have a college degree, but it's in theology. I'd really rather not talk about it. Only mentioned to say that it's questionable at best how relevant or transferable any of that is to the modern job market.
I bounced around from place to place in my 20s, ended up at a tech company doing customer support, then moved into an operational role and I loved it. Fully remote, great pay and benefits, loved my boss and coworkers. Unfortunately I was laid off at the end of 2023 when my entire department was outsourced. I struggled to find another job and ended up taking the only one who would call me back: a program manager role at a non-profit organization where I knew someone who could give me a reference, making an awful lot less than I was before.
I've been here for a little over two years now, and I fucking hate it. The job itself barely even exists. I am not even exaggerating slightly when I say that 90% of my job function is waiting on someone else to fill out a spreadsheet. On paper, a job where you get paid to sit around and do nothing sounds great. But in reality, it is a death sentence. I'm just sitting in a cubicle five days a week conscious of the fact that I am wasting my one lifetime on this earth. There's no room for advancement, the pay and benefits suck, merit increases aren't a thing (we're lucky to get a COLA every other year), and I'm so burnt out that I just genuinely do not care about the work. It's objectively good, we are objectively making our city a better place and helping people who need it, and I just couldn't care less.
And that's where I'm at. I don't even know where to go or what to look for in a new job because... I just can't bring myself to care about anything. I can't get excited about executing deliverables and KPIs and AI integration. The things I enjoy doing and am good at are not things the market deems particularly valuable. I just want a job that pays me enough to cover my bills, doesn't force me to commute to a cube downtown, and doesn't make me want to take a long walk off a short pier.
I don't even know what kind of advice anyone can give me at this point. Maybe I just needed to vent it out. I had a career counselor tell me once "To be completely honest, I have no idea what to do with you", and maybe that's the same response I'll get here.