I was catching up with someone the other day who’s in a similar stage of life (40-ish, two young kids, demanding full-time role) who mentioned a friend of hers who’d made a huge career pivot from the corporate world to medical school.

She’d taken a big leap of faith based on her dreams. At age 40, that woman is now a hospital resident alongside late-20s graduates, working 80-hour weeks packed with inpatient rotations, rounds & on-call duties, for very little money compared to the corporate world.

My first reaction wasn’t “Damn, good for her!” or “That’s so inspiring” or “Wow, she must have great stories”; it was “SHE MUST BE SO TIRED.”

Was it always this exhausting to want things, or is that just the particular tax of being alive right now?