I quit my job yesterday.
I did it without another job lined up or a plan on how I’m going to pay my bills, too. I’m a little bit panicked, but it wasn’t a decision that I made lightly. There were a lot of factors that played into it. Burnout, for starters. There are a lot of personal reasons I won’t write about here, too. Perhaps the biggest reason why I decided it was time to go, however, was my changing job description. Over the past several weeks, the company decided it was going to transition me into the “client support” department, which is essentially the company’s call center. I went through five weeks of training, trying to learn different various systems and processes, which was a little bit of a nightmare in itself, but I wanted to try and make it work. I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of working in a call center in the first place — honestly, it’s not work that I have ever knowingly pursued — but maybe it wouldn’t be as awful as I was expecting it to be? But ultimately, things took place these last couple of weeks that made the decision for me. It was time to step away for my own peace of mind.
I’m grateful to this company for the opportunity to continue working for them during my move from Indiana to Kansas. Initially, I didn’t think they were going to allow me to continue working remotely after the move, and I was worried about not having a source of income during a time of great change. But further change couldn’t come at a better time, quite frankly, because I’ve found myself back in “survival mode” the last couple of months, just going through the motions and putting in the hours and not doing much else. I wanted this move to Kansas to be a fresh start for me. I wanted it to be a new adventure, and now it truly can be!
Part of me is terrified that I won’t find another job. I’m frightened that I was too hasty and that I’m not going to be able to pay my bills. But the other half of me is excited for a new chapter to start and is confident that I’ll find something new and challenging. Hopefully, something that values me and my work as a whole, and not just as another cog in the machine. And quite frankly, I would rather be broke and happy than clocking into something that makes me miserable every day. I’m a big believer in peace these days. Peace of mind is something that I have now, whereas I would struggle to find moments of quiet peace during the workday before.
Wish me luck, friends, since I’m sure I’ll need it in the days to come!
Until next time…