I quit a job.
Bold move, on my end....especially since service industry jobs are non-existent in Portland right now. I'm not unemployed entirely, but I will no longer be working full time.
This is either gonna be the best decision I've made in a while, or possibly the worst.
Money is going to be tight. Really tight. I'm going to have to make some sacrifices immediately. It's for the better, though.
One thing I've been making a point of doing in my life is ridding myself of any bad energy in my world. This can either be bad things, habits, people, etc. This particular job has had bad energy lately. It just sucks, because I've been there for so long and love the place. But certain circumstances have taken a turn for the worse, and I'm left making this decision.
I cannot let other people ruin my world anymore. I WILL NOT let other people ruin my world.
I'd rather be happy than have money.
I'll bounce back. Things happen for a reason. If you don't take risks, you're not doing it right. These are just a handful of statements created to make me feel better. Quitting a job is like breaking up with someone. It's not easy. Especially with a place I've invested a lot of my heart and soul into.
My wounds are still fresh. They'll heal eventually. In the end, I just have to know that I made the right choice for me.
Go big or go home. Wish me luck.