I wanted to thank everyone for the well wishes. I felt really bad and couldn't stop crying on New Years Eve until I dehydrated myself and slept for 12 hours. The following day I did what I do best and wallowed in self-pity. Today I'm trying to brush myself off and move on, but I have a hard time letting things go as I have a very guilty conscience, even though there's nothing to feel guilty about. My family was very supportive of my decision to quit and said not to worry about it. They're all super glad I did too because this job was really taking a toll on both my mental and physical health.

What hurts the most though is that I was with this job for 6 years now, I was the longest surviving employee and was there even before the store opened. In my head I thought I'd get at least one message like, "Sorry to see you go, or thanks for holding on for so long." But no. This was just a job. 2 years, 6 years, 20 years. Doesn't matter. We're all just numbers they'll replace. I'm still trying to put it behind me, so I'm taking a week off for some breathing time, then dusting off the old resume and going job hunting.

Until then I'll be focusing on art and bead commissions so if ya really want one let me know. Really hope things get better soon and I get out of this painful mindset.