Chris_UK
10-18-2005, 05:38 PM
Not seen anyone posting from the UK, and i couldn't find any UK sites on Google, but i hope nobody minds some angst from across the pond.
To most people I seem to have almost everything.
I graduated with a good degree from university (Finance), and then took the summer off to travel, I actually ended up working on the New Jersey shore. These days were probably the happiest i've been in a long time.
I then returned home to England and as i couldn't find any serious work, i moved back in with my parents, took on a couple of dead-end, minimum wage jobs, then after a month or two got a fairly good job in a bank (nothing major, but had prospects), worked there for 9 months but didn't really do anything with my life.
After work it'd be go to gym or play soccer with my friends, then a bar, back home to my parents house, then to bed. Up for work, then repeat. Weekends i'd spend getting absolutely hammered on booze (it's an english tradition), playing more soccer, going to gym, hanging out with friends. Then up for work on monday morning.
After failing to get a promotion in the bank after 9 months, and a bit of a mess-up where i thought i'd secured another job but hadn't, i put my notice in and quit. spent another 2 weeks unemployed. but i'm a lucky guy in that i've never had a problem finding a job, i've always known a guy who's known a guy and fixed me up. mostly well paid as well.
I then got sorted out with what many people would class as their dream job, pretty well paid ($30k US), but not enough to allow me to move out of home and buy a place. But the job isn't what i want, it's a very small company, i work on my own a lot, some days i don't speak to a soul. there's a hell of a lot of potential and i've been told that if i hang on, then big things will happen for me (my line manager makes $250k p.a. - this is big business). obviously my parents love this, and keep telling me how proud they are of me.
the truth is i hate it, maybe it's just the 9-5, or the fact that my life is still in a rut, as i'm still doing the gym/soccer/bar thing. i feel like i haven't progressed in the 5 years since i left for university.
i'm now getting increasingly desperate over where my life is heading. i want out of home. i want out my home town. i want a new career doing something i enjoy doing. i want to meet new people. i just want to change the way my life is heading.
i'm fiercely independent, and have pretty big balls (comes with standing in rooms full of investment bankers while they try and put me down) and am tempted to jack it all in and move away. i quite fancy just booking a flight to Australia and seeing what happens, cos my life seems to have lost all it's spontaneity. i could honestly tell you what i will be doing every day, night and weekend upto christmas at least, and i don't like what i'm seeing.
this probably all seems pretty weird, added to this is the fact that i'm one of the most popular people i know. i'm never stuck for someone to hang out with, have a beer with, play sport with. but i feel stupid talking to my mates about this. i told one, one of my best mates, what was going on in my head, and he said "it'll pass, just go out, have a really good night out, and you'll be sorted". but it's getting to the stage where i'm getting more and more withdrawn, and spending more time on my own.
I feel like i've got nothing in common with my friends anymore, and i'm not sleeping well. nor eating much. i think i've got a clear cut case of depression, but don't want to see my doctor as i think he'll throw me a packet of pills and i'll just end up worse.
you may notice the lack of mention of a girlfriend, well there aint ever been one. i have no problem talking to girls, and have been laid enough times. but i just seem to fall into the "friend" category, which having read other posts, i don't beleive exists either. a buddy once told me it's cos i "spread myself too thin" and by knowing so many people, i don't really know anyone, if that makes sense.
sorry for the rant, but i feel a bit better having put it down in text, having eventually told "someone" the full story. i seriously think i'm losing it, but don't know where to turn, or what to do. nor do i have a drink problem (having reread the thread), i'd pretty much cut down over the last few weeks, as i ran a marathon recently (i raised $1000 for a kids charity, but even that hasn't lifted my spirits).
Any help / advice would be appreciated.
C
To most people I seem to have almost everything.
I graduated with a good degree from university (Finance), and then took the summer off to travel, I actually ended up working on the New Jersey shore. These days were probably the happiest i've been in a long time.
I then returned home to England and as i couldn't find any serious work, i moved back in with my parents, took on a couple of dead-end, minimum wage jobs, then after a month or two got a fairly good job in a bank (nothing major, but had prospects), worked there for 9 months but didn't really do anything with my life.
After work it'd be go to gym or play soccer with my friends, then a bar, back home to my parents house, then to bed. Up for work, then repeat. Weekends i'd spend getting absolutely hammered on booze (it's an english tradition), playing more soccer, going to gym, hanging out with friends. Then up for work on monday morning.
After failing to get a promotion in the bank after 9 months, and a bit of a mess-up where i thought i'd secured another job but hadn't, i put my notice in and quit. spent another 2 weeks unemployed. but i'm a lucky guy in that i've never had a problem finding a job, i've always known a guy who's known a guy and fixed me up. mostly well paid as well.
I then got sorted out with what many people would class as their dream job, pretty well paid ($30k US), but not enough to allow me to move out of home and buy a place. But the job isn't what i want, it's a very small company, i work on my own a lot, some days i don't speak to a soul. there's a hell of a lot of potential and i've been told that if i hang on, then big things will happen for me (my line manager makes $250k p.a. - this is big business). obviously my parents love this, and keep telling me how proud they are of me.
the truth is i hate it, maybe it's just the 9-5, or the fact that my life is still in a rut, as i'm still doing the gym/soccer/bar thing. i feel like i haven't progressed in the 5 years since i left for university.
i'm now getting increasingly desperate over where my life is heading. i want out of home. i want out my home town. i want a new career doing something i enjoy doing. i want to meet new people. i just want to change the way my life is heading.
i'm fiercely independent, and have pretty big balls (comes with standing in rooms full of investment bankers while they try and put me down) and am tempted to jack it all in and move away. i quite fancy just booking a flight to Australia and seeing what happens, cos my life seems to have lost all it's spontaneity. i could honestly tell you what i will be doing every day, night and weekend upto christmas at least, and i don't like what i'm seeing.
this probably all seems pretty weird, added to this is the fact that i'm one of the most popular people i know. i'm never stuck for someone to hang out with, have a beer with, play sport with. but i feel stupid talking to my mates about this. i told one, one of my best mates, what was going on in my head, and he said "it'll pass, just go out, have a really good night out, and you'll be sorted". but it's getting to the stage where i'm getting more and more withdrawn, and spending more time on my own.
I feel like i've got nothing in common with my friends anymore, and i'm not sleeping well. nor eating much. i think i've got a clear cut case of depression, but don't want to see my doctor as i think he'll throw me a packet of pills and i'll just end up worse.
you may notice the lack of mention of a girlfriend, well there aint ever been one. i have no problem talking to girls, and have been laid enough times. but i just seem to fall into the "friend" category, which having read other posts, i don't beleive exists either. a buddy once told me it's cos i "spread myself too thin" and by knowing so many people, i don't really know anyone, if that makes sense.
sorry for the rant, but i feel a bit better having put it down in text, having eventually told "someone" the full story. i seriously think i'm losing it, but don't know where to turn, or what to do. nor do i have a drink problem (having reread the thread), i'd pretty much cut down over the last few weeks, as i ran a marathon recently (i raised $1000 for a kids charity, but even that hasn't lifted my spirits).
Any help / advice would be appreciated.
C