Before my current job, I had never worked for a charity. And when it all started, I was so happy to find anything in the field of occupational therapy that I didn't really take any notice. It is truly a privilege to work for a charity because the greater aim has a specific purpose that is not monetary. There is an almost palpable satisfaction that my daily efforts are not in the service of wealth. Maybe it is because I live in London, but it seems that everywhere I turn, everything is about accumulating wealth: Everything is monetised. I can tell how good anything is supposed to be… an athlete, a work of art, a piece of land, a politician, a news program, a restaurant… by the wealth it generates or how much it costs. And I am constantly having goods and services dangled before me telling me that I am simply not enough unless I have the money to spend on this item or that event. Being focused on making someone else's life better most of the time is a real breath of fresh air. Even if I am just fooling myself into thinking that by working for a charity I am stepping outside of the pyramid scheme that is capitalism, I highly recommend it. It is the ultimate luxury… way better than a larger house or a thinner phone.
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