So what now…


So last week I quit my job. And not for another job. For myself. After many months of pushing myself too hard and stressing myself out, my body finally gave up. I hit a wall. Between the anxiety and physical stress symptoms I was feeling, I knew nothing was worth this. And so I quit.

I’m leaving a job I loved for a second time. This time under no illusions, I need to do this for me. I’m leaving what I thought would be my dream job, everything I’ve worked so hard for in the past 5 years. It hurts but I know it’s the right decision.

So I ask myself what now? What do I want from my next job? What do I see myself spending more time doing in life than anything other than sleep? The truth is… I have no idea.

At this moment in time I am loving the free feeling it gives me that the world is wide open and that I can focus on getting better. I’ve always been a planner (thanks Mum, I know you’re reading) so part of not having a plan does scare me, but knowing I have a wonderful husband and supportive family helps.

I’ve got my blogging mojo back it seems so I hope you’ll be seeing a lot more of me around here.

Thanks for reading,