Reset

Today, I hit the reset button.

I’m starting all over again.

I’m done with the drama, the uncertainty, your non-committal attitude… I’m done.

I’m leaving.

I don’t want to be that person who looks back in one, three or five years and wonders why I wasted my time with you, when I knew all along what I wanted…

If my heart is not in it 100% then I’m out… consider me gone.

I thought I had what I wanted but all the time there was a voice, muffled, in the background telling me this wasn’t meant to be. I tried to ignore it, stifle it. But it just kept getting louder and louder until I could hear nothing else.

I want more. I want different.

The turning point came when I thought of my kids. What kind of life am I giving them? Would I want them to stay if they were in the same position?

No.

Just no.

So I did it.

I quit my job.

I pressed the reset button. And it feels great!