So I left my job...


I wasn't sure whether to write or even publish the post but as I read a lot of blog posts like this when I wasn't sure on what to do I decided to share so I can help someone like other bloggers helped me.

A year ago if you told me I was going to leave my job with no new job to go into and end up hating the people I worked with, the job and everything about working in an office I would have laughed in your face and walk away. I have always loved my job, gloated about having a great office and even though I knew it wasn't going to be my forever job, I felt I was going to stay for ages.

Unfortunately my views changed very quickly and for the worst.

Only a few months into 2017 the office environment started to change, the colleagues I liked to work with all announced they were leaving and the job became more stressful, less rewarding and making me become more and more depressed each day. Both myself and everyone around me could see how the job was impacting my mental health. I was becoming a lot more agitated, I would never want to socialise with people after work, I would feel or be ill a lot more due to stress and anxiety and I knew this had to change.

If you have read my blog for a while or know me in person you will know I am really into living a mindful and stereotypical 'hippie' lifestyle so when I first felt this was I just assumed my body was just out of line and I needed to increase my practise. As you can probably guess this was not the case and when my practises were not helping I knew it was time to go even if I didn't really want to admit it to myself.

After about 3 months of applying for jobs, becoming more mentally ill I knew it was time to leave. Not only did I have Alec and my family tell me to just leave and worry about a new job later, my friends were even telling me how they were worried for me and they felt I should leave and they would help me with getting a new job (I will forever be grateful for these friends being honest with me and helping me through everything - I love you all dearly)!

So that's what I did, I put my letter of resignation in, did my four weeks notice and now I am here lying in my bed writing this and planning the next year. Your mental and physical health must ALWAYS come first. Jobs are just jobs, you will be able to get a new one even if it does take a while and you will fee SO much better once you have made the move. I

So for those who are reading this I would like to give a few tips/pointers on when you know to leave but if you are reading this you probably are already considering it even if you do not yet realise it, don't worry I was also there! As much as I would love to have a list that people can tick off so they knew they were making the right decision.

Some people I have read do have lists but to me I feel once you start to get an inkling start looking at what jobs are out there.
Once you have more bad days then good days, apply for these jobs.
When your mental health is at stake just leave. Say thank you but goodbye. Never make yourself ill just for a job.

I have a rough plan on what I want to do next and will make a whole new blog post on that but for now I am simply enjoying having time off to spend with my family, focus on my health and make the most of the Christmas spirit. I know people may not agree with what I have done but I feel better for it, I feel like I have made the best decision and that's all that matters.

Have you ever been in this position? How did you know you needed to leave?

Talk to you later x


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