The forty year itch

At forty-four, I’ve already resigned and moved back to Chennai to be with my family. What surprised me wasn’t the lack of work, it was the identity shift. After twenty-two years in Talent Acquisition and HR, the role had become a shape I lived inside, and stepping out of it has been both freeing and oddly exposing. I wrote about the “forty-year itch,” that quiet restlessness that shows up when the old script stops fitting, and what it feels like to sit with a blank calendar without rushing to package it into a neat answer.