My lifestyle is comfortable enough, and I have a lot to be thankful for, but I've been at the same job for too long and there's no way up. I should probably give my two weeks notice, and show myself out. Even if that means I have to live off my savings and side jobs for a while. I'm not mentally in a good place to apply for another full time job at the moment. Mostly because my day job saps my energy.
It's been great in some ways, and I've worked on interesting projects, but the main reason I stayed left before the pandemic. It's depressing to think how I might have progressed if I left years ago. Senior management isn't going anywhere, and openly hostile to some of the things I care about, which limits the extent that I can act like myself. At least not to the extent that I could elsewhere. On Friday, somebody tried to encourage me by showing how my work helped facilitate somebody else's project, but all I could think about is how I'd rather they help me with my projects. Or, in lieu of that, I'd rather work on my own projects alone.
It's destroying my creative energy, and I feel angry about that. Not something I can show to others, so it's tearing me up inside. The opportunity costs can become soul-crushing as the years add up, and my own goals are neglected. Although I recently got a big raise, the pay still isn't competitive. They'd like to keep me, but I'm afraid I'll start burning bridges if I stick around much longer.
Then again, the grass always looks greener on the other side of the fence, a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, etc. My life could be a lot worse than it is, so maybe I should just suck it up and count my blessings. We'll see how I feel tomorrow.
*sigh*