The job never once let you down.
Think about that before you argue with it. It paid when it said it would. It asked for the same things every week. When you did them, something came back, on schedule, every time.
A man over forty laid out how he got where he is. Work had a logic. Do the job, do it well, get paid, and doing that consistently got him bigger rewards. People, on the other hand. He couldn't count on anyone to follow through on anything, and he got tired of being left holding the bag. So he got out of that entirely, his words, and just worked.
He's rebuilding now. Into an actual human, he said, instead of an economic production unit.
Here's what he didn't say and you can hear anyway. He didn't pick work because he loved it. He picked it because it kept its word.
Nobody calls it that. They call it ambition, or they call it hiding. It's neither. The job is the one thing in your life that has never left you holding the bag, and somewhere along the way you gave the whole of yourself to the only party that followed through.
People are unreliable. That was always true. It's also the price of them.
The one thing:
Name the thing you count on the job for. Not the money. The other thing.
Then say when you stopped expecting it from a person.
Josh
P.S. I finished my 30-day Ash Journal run on July 30. In public, one page a day, no edits, all thirty.
Five minutes. One prompt. One line of ash. The first seven days are free: truevitalyou.com/journal