It's taken nearly five years to shake off my professional credential. It was one I worked hard for twenty five years ago. Going back to school as an adult and taking on student loan debt, and trying to fit into a culture that didn't understand me. I made a decent salary, that hit a ceiling during the last ten years I worked. I ended up doing everything I said I wouldn't do during my internship. I worked in some pretty horrible places. I had a resume that would always get me an interview. Then I got older, and my profession got more crowded. I had decided that an advanced degree wasn't an expense I wanted, as it didn't garner more income, now it is a necessity. The same job I had eighteen years ago now requires a Master's degree. The job didn't change, just the requirements. In 2010 I had two interviews total. My profession also required continuing education credits. Since my credential no longer was serving as a safety net, I didn't feel that putting time and expense into it was warranted. So, today it expires.
I'm thankful that I can knit and sew. It sustained me as a creative outlet during some rough patches, and now it really sustains me. The safety net is much smaller. Even though I feel most times that I'm on the razor's edge, I still wouldn't go back.