I just quit my job the other day and I have a number of reasons for this. First and foremost my Grandmother was diagnosed with brain cancer a few months ago and she was recently given 1-2 months to live and I want to spend time with her while she is still here. Hospice is there, she's been given morphine, I know this drill it's exactly what happened to my father and its very chilling to see it happening again to someone I love. I still have hope.....but I did for my father too.

Secondly I despise being a cashier. Trust me, I should know, I've been doing it for over 8 years now. I've paid my dues and anyone who tells me to stop whining should realize that I have every right to speak my mind about how I am not made for this kind of work. Its a job no one apreciates you for that you can never do well because everyone just takes it for granted and the harder I try to do my job well the more I am let down by how little anyone cares. Not to mention no one pays you well for it. I was experiencing serious anxiety at work on a daily basis and it was consuming my life because I was trying to do my job well and aparently no one cared. Everyday I'm living a lie. Nobody wants to hear the truth so I made an executive decision and took control of my own life for once by deciding that the damage this occupation inflicts on my psyche is not worth the pay.

If my girlfriend leaves me for it than it just means she cares more about the money I was making than about me as a person and my place in this world.