Job Hunting During A Mid-Life Crisis Is Making Me Feel Broken
It’s not for the faint of heart.
This time three years ago, my life was completely different.
I lived in a five-bedroom detached house in one of the best postcode areas of my city. If I ever had to tell anyone my address, or where my kids went to school, inevitably eyebrows would rise as they calculated the price of my house and how I…