I still remember the soulless cubicle the day I left it. All photos of friends and family were taken down, company documents were piled in a neat stack, and the push pins on the cork board were arranged into a star.
My name tag was off around my neck. I looked around and stuck it promptly under the pile of documents. I pushed in the chair and never walked back.
There was simply an email written to my supervisor that I quit my job and letting her know why I wasn’t coming back on Monday. I made sure to turn off my phone that weekend so none of my coworkers would call, asking what happened.
Oh, did I mention I had no job to go to the following week after I quit my job, or any plans on how I would earn a living?
No Way Out (aka I Quit My Job)
In 2012, I accepted a job working in a place where I thought I would make a difference. I thought it was the perfect fit for me.
Initially, it was. Then there were subtle signs that this job would cost me my happiness.
The boss would call up pretending to be a client to spy on me. Employee names were written on whiteboards. It was part of a competition to see who would perform the best. Our performance was tracked every single hour. There was constant training to remind us that we didn’t know anything about the company.
The final straw was when I had a stalker at work and nobody helped me. It got to the point where I had to hide in the bathroom so I could eat my lunch in peace. And when I contacted HR, they didn’t take it seriously. I filed a formal complaint and was told that they had no power to help me.
At that point, I didn’t care if I had no money in my bank account, because this job would cost me much more than that. It was either quit my job or go crazy from the stress.
Did I also mention that I had no backup plan? I didn’t have a clue where my next paycheck was going to come from when I decided to quit my job.
Money Saves the Day
Thankfully, my husband was supportive of my decision to quit. Freaking out while logging into our online banking account, I saw that we had a huge emergency fund. As in, it would cover both our expenses for at least 18 months.
I won’t lie, I cried. I was so happy and relieved that I had the time to look for another job without worrying about the bills.
For me, that was the moment I realized that financial wellness doesn’t mean just having a lot of money in the bank. It means that the money is there as a tool so I can use it to further my happiness.
I worked hard to save that money, so I could to take the time to find work that was more fulfilling. I’m forever grateful for that opportunity when money came to my rescue and said it was ok to quit a soul-sucking job.
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