Seems like everybody’s got a price.

I think I just settled by taking this new job for financial reasons. Actually. I tried to see if I would like this job. And after a week … I hate it. The company is amazing and the people I work with and for are some of the finest. But for me … It makes me sad. Upset. Lost. No bearings. No future.

I need the money. But I don’t want it this way. I’ve always been one to enjoy what I do, never how much I made. This whole week has been stressful because I felt like I needed the money over my happiness. I think I’ve decided that I’m leaving this new job sooner than I expect it. And the idea of leaving is what puts a smile on my face.

P.s. there’s another opportunity right around the corner. It might not be the best fitting financially, but it may be the best fitting period.