getting real.

today i quit my job.

i did the completely irresponsible, foolish thing to do- and i just quit. walked out. done.

before you think i'm crazy, let me explain that this job i once had was... well, the strongest source of stress, frustration, fear, exhaustion, that anyone could ask for. imagine working somewhere and dedicating over 70 hours a week to it, for little or no appreciation. the money no longer affected me, all i wanted was a pat on the back.

not happening.

then it hit me. all of the lessons this job has aimed to teach me- i've already learned. it's time to move on. bigger and better things are waiting.

i quit my job.

on the drive home i cried... a little and then a lot, and then i felt peace, and then i laughed to myself. (a little bit like a crazy person.) i quit my job. i'm free.

ya know how everyone says that quitting your job can be pretty liberating? ...they're right. and eleanor roosevelt said, "every day, do something that scares you." and i did, and it was worth it.