I jacked it all in when I was 27 – stressful sh1tty job in finance and management and rubbish marriage. Went to university and 6 years later had a Ph.D in something I enjoyed. After 3 years of research work in the UK moved to Switzerland for 6 years. Had a great time, a research subject I enjoyed and the chance to live life to the full in the Alps. Academic politics got in the way though so I quit academia. I met a lovely Norwegian girl so moved to Norway. Got a job in the oil industry getting paid quite a lot for doing not that much – which is okay as long as stay away from any management roles. Have settled down in a little fishing village in the middle of nowhere. Mortgage (house and a log cabin in the mountains) dictates that I work for another 10 yrs til im 60 at which point I will quit having a staff role and take on part time contract work to keep things ticking over til the wife retires about 5 yrs later.
For me it was all about taking risks when I was in my 20s and 30s but there no way I could ever have stayed sane if I’d stayed. But coming from a poor background in a awful north-western town it was very very hard to escape and it took me too long but it was worth it in the end