I quit my job yesterday. My last day is July 31. I wasn’t planning on discussing it because I felt a bit ashamed. Ashamed that I wasn’t able to leave work at work and not have it affect my personal life. The lack of growth and monotony at work brought me down so much I had little drive after leaving the office. After work was the best time to refocus on goals and complete some. Sadly I just didn’t have the energy. Work drained me of any energy I had left. My unhappiness finally made me, us, come to a decision-I had to quit. I was burnt out in March when I requested an unpaid leave and was denied. I was burnt out when I applied to numerous positions at the college and other places throughout the year, with no success. Guilt made me stay six months longer than I wanted to. The downward economy made me feel bad for wanting to leave a secure, well paid position when so many are unemployed. Finally I realized I had to quit for me. So I did it for me. I put in my resignation and am closing the door on financial aid forever (hopefully!).
Thankfully I have a supportive and wonderful partner who is willing to help me have this time off to sort myself out and hopefully discover what career will make me happy.
Fearful of having no direction during my time off I came up with a list of goals and projects I hope to complete by the time I find employment: Bettering Me. I’m sure it’ll change as I change. I am looking forward to see what happens.