stability has flown out the window along with tener cuidado or tread safely. i quit my job. just walked out a couple fridays ago. didn't even give two weeks. i've just paid too many dues to suffer this mental health anymore. at the hands of neurotic, nit-pickers. i felt like i was 16 again, or 26. those were the other times when i just walked out on jobs without so much as a bye. you know the type where you burn the bridge. that kind. where you can't use them as a reference and you know it's pretty bad when i don't even give a fuck.
i can't give an answer as to why or how i did it. i just knew i didn't want to go back, and couldn't bear another 2 weeks. the answer was so simple. right then. and now there are no regrets. to speak the truth, that job was bad. stressful. neurotic. from day one. who was i kidding? i've been in the work force for a long time. i know a good job from a shitty one. i guess i liked the people, who are there still, convincing themselves still that the job is worth it. but i know the truth. it doesn't have to drain you like that one. plus now i can focus on the things that are important to me.....
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