I quit my job this week. Effective immediately. I use to love my job, until I was micro managed and bullied. It was not an easy decision, but it was the best decision. I have been going through the motions and have been waiting to feel regretful, but that wave hasn’t come yet and I don’t think it will. Under the current circumstances of that particular place of employment, it is not a place to progress. It is quite toxic.
After 17 years there, my Mum resigned too.
The scary part is wondering what to do next. It has to work with Hubs because I’ve spent the last few years missing out on time with her because of work. We pretty much woke up, went to school and work, came home, spent an hour together before it was time to go to bed.
I have a few things up my sleeve. I’m expecting issues with that work place for not giving 4 weeks notice as my contract said, but that hasn’t come yet.
I have more to look forward to now that I’m not a robot for that place. I’m just not sure what exactly I’m looking forward to yet.
I am scared, but I am relieved.