Recently I decided that I was going to leave my job. It was a tough decision, one that took me many months to decide. I had been at this job for several years, and the thought of trying to go and do something else was a little scary. For a while, I would wake up each morning, tell myself that today would be the day I give in my two-week notice. But I would come home later that day, still having not given it in. This process continued on for longer than I’d like to admit, until I finally pushed myself to do it. I know there are a lot of people out there who are contemplating leaving their jobs, and I’m hoping that by giving the reasons why I left mine, you’ll be able to find the courage to leave your own.
The first reason I left my job is because I no longer liked the people I was working for and with. From the time I started until I left, there had been a major turnover at the company I was working at. Most of the people I started with were no longer there, and the replacements were not all that great to work with. My co-workers were unfriendly, and my boss was too overbearing. I had no real friends at work, making the day seem like it was dragging on. My work went unappreciated, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t get the office to be a friendlier place.
Secondly, I no longer enjoyed the work I was doing. I had started out as a writer, getting to choose which topics I would cover and how I would cover them. As time went on I was promoted, and ended up mostly editing other’s work. While at the time a promotion seemed like a good thing – there was certainly a pay increase – I missed getting to write. I found ways around this – sometimes I assigned myself articles when someone was out or we were behind – but it wasn’t enough. I no longer found job in my work, and this made it hard to find a reason to go in to the office each day.
Lastly, I finally realized that I was simply unhappy. Going to work brought me no joy, and not leaving my job made me miserable outside of work. The only time I was happy was when I was so busy doing something else – traveling, or at a party – that I would forget about work for a while. It took me a while, but one morning I finally woke up and realized I didn’t want to do it anymore. I decided that no matter how hard the future would be, at least taking a step to make myself happy would be better than no step at all. That morning I went straight into my boss’s office and told him I would be finishing out the month, and then moving on.
Looking back, I can say that leaving my job was one of the hardest things I had to do, but it shouldn’t have been. When you’re unhappy, you should do everything you can do fix that as soon as you can. Life is too short to spend it miserable. If this means leaving your job, then I suggest you do so.