I'm afraid that I'm never going to escape this life-sucking career... that the unfair time demands of the thankless, joyless, mundane work will prevent me from moving on to the "next" opportunity... and I'll be stuck in this gossip-festering, back-biting, power-struggling, deceit-breeding corporate petrie dish. At the same time, at my age, I'm afraid if I lost this job, that I may not actually find a "next opportunity" in time to keep me from slipping into homelessness.