5 Years

Today, I tendered my resignation. I was scared, but not too scared. Maybe it's because, I've been psyching myself for the past few months that this day would eventually come. Goodbyes in the professional world are never easy, especially if relationships have been somewhat formed. But I had to do this for myself. For once, I set aside other peoples feelings.

My boss was surprised. But I think, from the beginning, she knew that I'd leave sooner or later anyway. You see, the job itself is okay. From an outside perspective, at least from what I've been told, it's something that a lot of people covets.  But I realized that it's just not right for me. I don't feel a sense of happiness and fulfillment because I'm not making a difference in the lives of others. I have been in the sales and marketing side of the travel industry for the past 5 years (excluding 1 year of which was spent in guest relations --which I loved wholeheartedly) and at the end of the day, they don't really care about your well-being and it will always about the revenue. So it's about time to move on.

I was in disbelief, however, when my boss refused to accept my letter. She told me to think it through carefully for a few more days. She was adamant about my departure and even attempted to persuade me to stay by saying there might be something in store for me if I wait. In a way, I was flattered. Really. But I'm not sure if that's sincere or not.

Out of respect, I agreed to think it over. Though my decision is firm to leave. After all, I already made plans. 

Am I happy? Yes. I really am. A bit scared perhaps. But I think that's normal. I'm excited to restart a new life though.