Yesterday I told the chief program officer (my supervisor) and the CEO (her supervisor) that I’m leaving my job. Today I told some of my colleagues in leadership. I’ll wait until next Tuesday to tell my other colleagues (because of things going on at my workplace between now and then).
It’s becoming real. I am ending a long chapter in my life, a chapter in which I’ve experienced a lot of opportunity and professional growth. But it’s also a chapter that has brought me long-term high levels of stress and unreasonable expectations. This stress tends to trigger feelings of being out of control, at the mercy of others, of pushing myself beyond my limits to please others.
I don’t know what is in the next chapter. I’m hoping for a slower pace, greater healing, and a sense of being in control of my own life. Maybe I’ll regain some of the energy I used to have and reawaken my creativity.