At the end of the day, we are defined by the choices we make, not what happens to us! For example, a person may be born into poverty and die a billionaire. While one born into royalty ends up as a pauper.
Where am I going with this?
Thinking of quitting my day job. Like it's been seriously crazy for a bit, when you get up every morning knowing you're going to the very same place (under appreciated, under paid, under utilized; in fact under everything...) that you only tolerate.
It's one of those kind of jobs you do because you don't want to be idle and nothing is guaranteed. Always knew I would leave at some point, but the point is getting pushed further and further away with no tangible end in sight. So, taking a stand and making a choice is the only way forward.
For ethical reasons it would be unwise to disclose too much information on the job, but take it from me when I say it's decorated crap. No one who knows what it's like believes when I tell them that I'm still there, guess I fell in the rut and got side tracked for a while. Done with that for sure now!
Tried riding out the storm & it seems to be unending circles! Continuously motivated myself on the chance that there'll be improvement but here we are many months later...
