I was completely burned out. For months, I was doing the work of three people, yet no one seemed to notice or care. My boss was constantly breathing down my neck—following me around the office, calling me at home even when I was sick, and once, literally talking to me outside the bathroom door. It was beyond exhausting and honestly, it was driving me crazy.
Then came the final straw. I returned from a vacation hoping to recharge, only to be greeted by mountains of work piled up on my desk—tasks that other people clearly could have done but didn’t. It felt like I was stuck in a never-ending loop of stress and disrespect, and my mental health was deteriorating fast.
That day, I made a decision. I packed up my things, walked out, and quit—no looking back. I realized sometimes the best way to take care of yourself is to say enough is enough, and just walk away from toxicity. It wasn’t easy, but it was necessary. And honestly? Best decision I ever made. 🖕
