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Golden handcuffs are real. I’ve had them once or twice in my career. The first time, it was with a challenging problem, casual Fridays, and monthly birthday celebrations. The next time, it was with flexible hours, decent salary, and the promise of building any role I wanted. Each one had more “freedom” than the previous one. Just more loosen handcuffs. Paul Glushak writes Corporate Burnout: Today as always, men fall into two groups: slaves and free men. Whoever does not have two-thirds of his day for himself, is a slave, whatever he may be: a statesman, a businessman, an official, or a scholar. By Paul’s definition, I’m not a slave anymore. And an aunt recently taught me a lesson: Freedom is doing whatever you want, whenever you want. By my aunt’s definition, I’m almost free. Are you completely free?

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