I’m feeling better. I mean, not great. I loved that job. I loved my boss, I loved my coworkers, I loved what I was doing. I am just so ANGRY that I can’t go back there on Monday. Not angry in a shoot-em-up way, but angry in a “you stupid idiots didn’t put any effort into our department, and you probably don’t even care that I’m gone” kind of way.

I can’t even ever imagine finding something as perfect as that was. A 15 minute commute, flexible schedule, and the best boss ever. I mean, I guess it really was too good to be true.