Being drastically underemployed
For much of the last 12 years, I have worked IT jobs. For all of the last three months, I have made pizzas for minimum wage.
Every time I drive off for work, I struggle with hope. I do this for my family. I do not do this for me. I can honestly understand why men abandoned their families during the Great Depression. It is much more than humbling. For the sense of self worth, it is humiliating. Granted there have been times I have come to better appreciate the struggles of others who have long worked such jobs. The struggle is in knowing that I have done better and can do better, but for the troubling economic times.
I hope my underemployment soon changes for the better, for I am very near the end of this.