Musings on walking out
This happened to me on Monday. What struck me most is the sense of relief I felt walking out the door, absolved of my responsibilities. Most people at work seemed rather shocked (this was an executive decision, and politically driven), and I certainly felt bad leaving them, but considering the pit of depression I had been wallowing in the weeks prior and the sudden recovery therefrom was foremost on my mind.
After four days of soul-searching (and travelling to Vancouver, Canada, my home), I came to the following conclusions:
- No matter how much you believe in the originally-stated goals of the start-up, nothing is worth tolerating a caustic political atmosphere. If you can't fix it, leave, because it will eat you if it can. Your mental health is worth everything.
- If you leave in good conscience, nobody will hold this against you.
- No matter how much a company states that they want to support you, you still need to look out for your own interests.
Opportunity abounds, and is what you make it.