I have been doing my hardest to make sure I am living the life that I want to live. Not the life that others want for me. Yes, I was working in a pretty good clothing store but I was going completely mental doing so. It was a dead end job that meant nothing. I was doing nothing to help anyone. I was doing nothing to make myself happy. I was being managed by a regional sales director who ignored the fact that he had put an older man in charge who had two strokes recently and forced him to work open to close almost ever single day for months on end. My stress level had never been higher. Not to mention having that power hungry man tell us through our tailor that we were all worthless and didn't deserve our jobs when we were all busting our butts to keep the company above water. You tell me if you would want to stay at that place selling suits.
I finally had my migraines under control and due to the stress at this job, I was getting them on a regular basis. Ones that completely crippled me. Not to mention numerous panic attacks and near mental break downs. I also was working so much I never was able to hang out with my friends. And now I've lost contact with pretty much all of them.
I'm sorry I don't want some ridiculous corporate job just like everyone else. I would rather make just enough to live off of and be helping people or be happy than be constantly depressed and stressed out, faking every smile I give if I even give one. I guess I am selfish in this way.
So yes, I quit that job because there were BIG ETHICAL ISSUES going on there that I wanted zero to do with. I also wasn't happy and that is the most important thing to me. That and my sanity which wasn't doing so hot either.
I found a job at our local health food store working for a family of people who actually give two cents about others. I am making a difference for people, even if it is a small one. I was welcomed with loving open arms, something I haven't experienced in a lot of other workplaces. And you know what the kicker is, I'm happy. I actually see a pretty bright future ahead of me now. I see a light at the end of the tunnel and my life finally has direction. I'm making slightly less money but that's okay.
So don't you dare tell me what kind of job I am suppose to have or what kind of job you want me to have because if you want me to have a job that is threatening to put me in a loony-bin than I'm sorry to disappoint. If you want me to have a job where serious ethical problems are occurring, than once again you're going to be disappointed.
I'm sick and tired of people having issues with me trying to find a job where I am happy. First of all I have an issue with working somewhere just so I can have the necessary food, water, and shelter. Second, I refuse to be in a miserable job just like everyone else until I die. That is a pathetic way to live the short life we have. I'm sorry if any of this comes across as rude but that is the stick I have been dealt in this matter. I'm sick of being walked on and talked to and especially talked about like some idiot when all I am doing is perusing my own happiness and a way to help people.
In the end happiness is all that matters. I'm not doing drugs, I'm almost never touch alcohol, I never go out, I don't hurt people. I'm sick of being treated like I am and I'm done not standing up for myself.
