With this job there was just too much responsibility, expectations and in truth, the salary was ridiculously low for the amount of work expected. In 2010 and 2011 I was happy to do the low paying, high stress job because I just wanted my career to start somewhere. Now I am 27 years old, I have been there and done that and I was supposed to move up career wise, not take two steps back.
I guess working as a freelance writer from September 2011 until November 2012 has changed me more than I thought possible. I now know that I want to be successful and I want to have pride in what I do. Things got so bad at this job that I couldn't sleep and I was completely stressed out all the time, which made me realize that I was losing myself. I was changing into someone I hated and my writing suffered.
My family are trying to be supportive, but in truth a few of them are really disappointed in me. I feel really bad too because I couldn't stick it out like I did in 2010 and 2011 (doing the same job), but the job was ruining me. I made the choice and though I don't regret it, I feel guilty. This is the first time I ever quite and somehow my brain hasn't accepted that I won't be going to work tomorrow.