Without going into a lot of detail publicly (those closest to me know what I’m referring to), the last 3-4 months I’ve begun to wonder if sticking out something is always worth it. I hate the idea of quitting / giving up. But if I am, I’d rather do so on my terms.
I thought I hit my breaking point earlier this spring, but now I’m beginning to think that was the start of the downhill tumble of sorts. Yesterday was my breaking point … or rather, total burnout.
After contemplating and agonizing over whether or not I’d be cutting my foot off by making a rash decision, I realized last night that 3-4 months of contemplating and agonizing means its no longer a rash decision, but my gut telling me to stop listening to my brain for once in my life.
So … in approximately 24 days, I will be making a pretty big announcement. On my birthday. I figured its a milestone birthday, why not *liberate* myself by regaining control of my life
And yes, I’ll post it here too for those annoyed with this cryptic post!
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