I’m a 27-year-old woman, and I moved to Switzerland about 2.5 years ago. When I first arrived, I started learning German, but I wasn’t making much progress. I began looking for a job and almost immediately got an offer at a gas station. At the time, it felt like the biggest opportunity because I could barely communicate, and someone was willing to give me a chance.The job involved working with a lot of people from my own country, so my first year went by with me mostly speaking my native language. The second year was much better. Today, I feel like I can understand and speak Swiss German quite well.The thing is, it’s been almost three years and I’m still here. I honestly don’t know how the time has passed so quickly. Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m wasting some of my best years working every Saturday, Sunday, public holiday, and late-night shift. Recently, a girl around my age came into the station and said, “What are you still doing here? I always see you working here. It’s one of the worst jobs. Why don’t you leave?” Or not just her , a lot of people have been telling me why dont you leave, they almost feel bad for me. I also keep hearing stories about people who started in entry-level jobs and moved on to something better. For example, a friend’s friend started as a hospital cleaner and now works in an “office” position with a very good salary. I could probably apply somewhere like Coop or Migros and have better working conditions, but the truth is that I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in retail either. What makes this even more confusing is that my husband earns very good. Financially, I could stop working, go back to school, or take time to figure things out. But the truth is… I don’t actually want to stop working. Without work, I spend most of my time at home. I don’t have a big social circle here, and some days the job is the only reason I get out, talk to people, laugh with someone, or feel connected to the world around me. As exhausting as it can be, it gives me structure, routine, and human interaction. If I quit tomorrow without a plan, I’m afraid I would just end up sitting in my flat all day, feeling even more lost. So I feel caught between two things: knowing I want something more for myself, but also knowing that I genuinely need to work and be around people. Has anyone else been in this position? If you have a story to share please do , I want to know what other people did . submitted by /u/No-Department-8393
Originally posted by u/No-Department-8393 on r/Switzerland