I gave up my job 18 months ago, aged 55. It had got too stressful and I felt I had no choice but to hand in my notice. It didn’t feel like I was retiring, it just felt like I was leaving.
The day after I left came the big shock that for the first time in my life I had nothing in front of me. All through school, through college, and into work, I’d always been working towards something, the next year at school, the next exam, my first job, the next job, the next assignment. All of a sudden I had and still have absolutely nothing in front of me and it takes some getting used to. 18 months on and I’m still trying to adjust to it. Of course the pandemic hasn’t helped, everything that I was starting to think about or to put into practice all got put on hold. Now I’m just marking time until it’s all over and hopefully I can start again at this retirement thing and make some sense of it and hopefully get some enjoyment, possibly even some sense of achievement, from it.