A week ago I read this article on talent and decided I had to quit my job.
Quitting was an idea I had noodled on for ... years, I guess. But I was so entangled with the place, even as it poisoned me. It would be like seceding from your family, or your religion. Or pulling a full-grown tree out of the ground, the roots that aren't torn off still clinging to the dirt.
But I read the article and was like: I have to go. I have to. I gave notice the next day. Two days after that it was over. It's been weird hearing the inside of my head again.
Then I thought: didn't I share that article on SN? I had a hazy memory of having done so. I hadn't been to SN in months, for reasons related to work. But I'm free now, I thought. I should share it if I haven't.
Turns out I was right, I had already posted about the article 18 months ago. I'd forgotten the rest of what I wrote in that post. Re-reading it hits like a brick to the face.
Time to see if of all this struggle has meant anything.