Yup. I resigned from my job.
As some of you may know, I had been off on medical leave since July. Mr. B had a bad spell with his bipolar 1 and I wanted to be home to support him. He’s feeling much better now, praise God!
We’ve learned a lot about our health during this stretch of medical leave. I myself in particular, by taking a break from work, experienced just how much my job was impacting my mental health.
In addition to being a caretaker sometimes, I have depression. It’s recurrent major depression, actually. It means that if I don’t take really good care of myself or if I push myself too hard, my brain and body gives out. Severe fatigue, muscle weakness, debilitating brain fog and memory issues, and muscle pain: my symptoms improved tremendously over the weeks I took medical leave. Experiencing this brought me to a really difficult crossroads.
My job was a great fit in a lot of ways. My boss was incredible, understanding and supportive of my needs to take care of Mr. B. The pay was great for a part time. I got along well with my co-workers. The downside was that this job demanded a lot of hours, nearly 30 a week. I worked customer service, an exhausting job for an introvert. With caring for a sometimes-ill hubby, caring for my own mental illness, and keeping up the basics of life (cooking, laundry, etc) for two, it was frankly more than I could do. It’s been more than I could do for a long time.
The positive rebound of my health during this medical leave was proof of that.
Mr. B cares so much about me and my well-being, even when he doesn’t feel good. He couldn’t stop talking about how much more energy I had and I how much better I seemed to feel. He encouraged me a lot that this would be a good move for us, if I reduced my work hours. He was willing to even take a huge cut in our budget, if it meant I’d feel better.
So I resigned. Then, I had a good cry, because opening a new chapter of life like can be hard, sad, and scary. Overall though, I’m much happier and feeling way better!
When it comes down to quality of life, I keep thinking to myself….
Good health is far more valuable that money anyway.