Maybe,, quitting is not a good word, I resigned, that's better. So I resigned my five years job and believe me it wasn't easy, okay maybe half-half, it was easy cause I was really happy to be able to go back to my hometown after so long, but at the same time, it was really difficult because of the friends that I would be leaving behind and also the routine that I have become so familiar with. I struggled inwardly, outside I showed I have no feelings or problem whatsoever. But the letter was submitted and what done is done. So I packed my bags and shipped so many boxes, emptied out our unit and got ready to move out.
Fast forward today, I've been at home for almost 6 months now. I think I'm really blessed to have parents who are so understanding and patient when dealing with me. They did not rushed me to get a job instead asked me to stay home and rest. I did not have to pay rents or wake up super early to get ready for work. My meal was ready, my life was so easy. But I knew I needed to get back on my two feet I can't be depending on my parents forever.
I took a really long break, rested enough and now it's time to start working again. The tortuous job seeking journey I'll share another day.
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