exit2019 is a fail in 2021.
nobody cares but by way of excuse mongering
At this point, I am letting fate decide via career suicide. I communicated last month to everyone involved that I am done in February of 2022 (after my next contractual payout) because i just don't care, don't like the work, don't have to work, don't find the domain interesting any more, have no interest in retention packages (so don't bother running it up the chain): I would rather do nothing. Also, I'm taking a few weeks off (now). When I get back another two weeks and I'm just going to spend the time wrapping things up, handing things off, etc. I'm telling everyone the day I come back.
How is this a fail?
Career suicide proved something to me that I've told other people: if you don't care, visibly just don't care, at all, other people suddenly seem to care more, a lot more. It is perverse.
I originally was going to go in 2019-02, hence the name, then 2020, and so on. Those didn't work out: retention got the best of me. What can I say? I grew up lower middle class in a small town. In '20 I was on my way out, they gave me big multi-grade promo the day we were all told to work from home due to some virus in China. I am now in a terminal grade level in my industry. '21 there just seemed to be no point: covid and my wife has health issues that make her likely to have a bad time. It just has not seemed possible to do what I need to do for the last nearly two years, so why not take title and money?
This time the response wasn't a promo or a package, but an ask to (fund me) start(ing) a company on my own terms without compromises. So while no promo is possible, a different kind of thing is now on offer. This isn't a sure thing, they are working on the details. If that doesn't work out, I've already strapped on the suicide bomb so within a month or two I will finally be at rest or I will be continuing the grind for at least a few more years. I won't know for the next month or two.
The way I have always envisioned things is that post-exit was that my wife and I would take a long trip. We would get the hell out of dodge. My work addiction wouldn't be cured but would be unsatisfied. Travel until I feel sane again, or at least not so fried. 2022 was looking good until recently. Bah.
Anyway.
Unlike the last three years, I'm not just going to join the next cohort. It will happen when it happens. So I guess I'm not OMY or whatever, I'm "TFUTEH" - too fucked up to exit healthy.
none of any of this matters to you guys, so I offer this
sincere congratulations to all who pulled the trigger. I have watched three cohorts and each always seems to work out. A few people go back to work, a few (like me) go OMY. Lots of people seem to get the hell out. I hope it turns out to be all you've envisioned and wanted. this is a tough time for a lot of people so be good to everyone. remember that the stock market giveth and taketh away. best of luck to you, shine on.
happy 2022