I have been trying to think of a way to say this without feeling like there is going to be judgement. It’s ridiculous really, because there is always going to be someone who is going to judge, whether it is a conscious act or not.
Let me be begin by saying this needed to be done. It’s had a need for several years and while there have been band aids — the wound has festered too long. It’s time to take off the bandage and address the wound though it will hurt like hell, or cut the fucking thing off and be done with it.
Cutting it off, is quitting. Isn’t working through the pain worth it is save the arm? It’s the way I am looking at it. Although it’s a daunting situation, and it’s scary–but it’s also liberating, and exciting.
I cannot begrudge him this. It has taken him, for what seems like ages, to come to this decision. His unhappiness started to leach into our life. This is the first real time that he is taking a risk. I mean, a real risk with the sole intention of doing something better for himself, and making himself happy. I don’t see this as an easy road ahead. But it’s something he has needed to do for a long time. It’s better now than later, or never.
He resigned from his job. His last day is November sixth. No, he doesn’t have any leads on a new job, so if you got ANY idea for one, now is the time to let us know. We are open to any possibility.
This also means several things: we cannot go on vacation, we cannot buy the new computer, we cannot donate to charitable things, we cannot have a Christmas party and we must conserve every dime. With our savings, my job and per capita we could make it to February before we run out of money.
There comes a time in your life when something has to be done — and now is the time to do it.