So, I quit my job today. With less than two weeks left of it. But my boss crossed a line and I decided to shut it down.

I excused myself for about twenty minutes beforehand and freaked out about doing it. I’m a wuss when it comes to confrontation. But, I knew I’d regret it if I went in there with my tail between my legs.

Well, I handled it so professionally that my boss said she understood, gave me my pay for the week, and even gave me some extra money and offered to buy me dinner. So, I’m proud of myself. I’ve been working, in and out of relationships, to learn how to address things when they bother me rather than let them stew and to appreciate the legitimacy of my feelings. I consider the fact that I kept my dignity and served myself and my needs to be a huge step here.

So, uh, yay me.