Same life, different person.

It's like millions of us share the same biography.

Our parents grew up knowing what their careers would look like: stable job, long stints in one or two companies, early retirement. My generation never had a plan, and that has helped us appreciate our successes and cope with our professional missteps and setbacks.

And boy, what setbacks we’ve had. I’ve been laid off four times so far and my resume looks like a toxic waste dump of high-flying publications that fell hard and fast into the great abyss of a media graveyard. It turns out I made a particularly poor choice in careers, but I’m a survivor.

I’ve always had a job and yet I've never had job security. It’s the only reality I know.