Six years ago, I started an internship at a large corporate conglomerate. I was bright eyed and excited for life to finally start.
Three years ago, I was on the fast track to “success.” My promotion was announced in an overpriced sushi restaurant. I went to the washroom and threw up.
One year ago, I realized I should have quit five years ago.
On November 18, 2017, I decided to stop making excuses and build a life that doesn’t involve waking up each morning dreading the 8 hours I am about to spend in my cubicle.
(Oh, and I also got dumped once. I dealt with it by drinking copious amounts of wine and pouring my heart out to my new Internet friends who cheered me on while I sifted through the wreckage and got over the asshole. You can read about it here.)