VisInsita wrote:
Okay
Verdandi, that is successful…?
I have a job, which also means that I am able to support myself. I work in a library with pretty mundane tasks, but I do enjoy having the little bit of money I get. I have no social life though.
Many of here are very young, so don’t lose your hopes yet. I had my first job at 24. It was arranged by the “social officials” (I didn’t bother to check the correct term in English, so excuse me) for me to get a taste of the working life. My second job was arranged by them also. I was able to choose a job from places they offered and the job interview was just a formality.
My first real job I got at 27 and by my own means.
I'm 42, and every attempt to work has ended in burnout, getting fired, or both. Given that I've had three entire day jobs since I was 21, and not one of them lasted very long, and not one of them came close to supporting me (the best-paying job I had was worth less than $500/month).
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I don’t feel particularly successful though. There are severely autistic people stacking trays in cafeterias, and a bit more functioning ones stacking books and databases in a library

, but at the end what counts, is that you feel satisfied with your life.
I feel pretty satisfied with my life, but I have no illusions about what I am capable of. When I talk about "success" I mean in terms of objective measures, not in terms of quality of life or personal satisfaction or happiness.