As for my personal experience, I would like to self-evaluate my work at a local company for 38 years. I'm sure you'll be amazed that I still thinking about such things now, and that I am still dragging the past forever.
You could say that this was the only way to survive, and that it was something I had endured well. However, at each age, we live our lives only once, at that time. Unfortunately, that irreplaceability was something you didn't experience when you were young.
The company I chose has had two full-time employees die and one part-time female employee involved in an accident. One of the deceased was forced to quit his job by his boss, but when his job change did not go as planned, he was cornered and committed suicide.
The other person was transferred to an unfamiliar department every few years, became depressed, and eventually died from accidental ingestion at a sanatorium whose expenses were partially subsidized by the company.
A relatively young part-time worker accidentally got his hand caught in the drum of a printing press at a factory, crushing one of his fingers. The company employs about 150 people, including part-time workers, and at times there were several employees who took long vacations due to depression.
Some people said it was a company with a nice family atmosphere, but it could also be said that it was cold for those who couldn't get into that atmosphere. Relatives of the president were naturally given preferential treatment in personnel affairs, and employees who were good friends with executives through baseball and golf were promoted.
One day, because I did not approach the president or executives, I was expelled from the company, saying, ``You are incapable of reporting.'' In other words, what appeared to be a path to career advancement was closed.
If I had worked at a different company, a different path might have opened up for me, and I might have been able to distance myself a little more from my relationships with people at the company. Looking back, I think I was trying to over-apply it. I think I learned a lot there, but...
The reason why I assume that my life working for a company for 38 years was a failure is because I feel like I wasn't Me during that time. For example, when I became a manager and tried to build relationships with my subordinates, I tried to fit my personality into an inhuman shell.
I didn't treat him warmly like I would normally do with my seniors, and kept my distance. He was very kind and willing to help me with anything I didn't understand. In the profession of a designer, differences in skills can lead to subjective judgments about the superiority or inferiority of the work.
I was about to write that this is a job where you feel pressure from below, but now I realize that it may be the same in any job where your ability is tested. I am now reminded that the company environment is a constant state of competition.
If I couldn't deal with that stress flexibly, I might not have been able to survive as a member of society in the first place. To a greater or lesser extent, every company has dark elements, and it must have been necessary to have the toughness to successfully counter or overcome them.
However, looking back now, we can see that such an environment was severely lacking in humanity. When I thought about it, I realized that in order to maintain myself, I had to hurt the people around me. It seems that they had become insensitive to hurting each other.
