I Wanted To Get Fired!

I was done caring.

I hit this point in my career where everything just... shut down.

→ I hated my job.

→ I hated myself.

→ I hated everything around me.

I’d get irritated over things that made no sense.

→ My tea wasn’t the “right” temperature.

→ Someone’s laugh sounded too loud.

→ A car drove by too slowly.

Looking back, I was burned out beyond reason.

→ My work was suffering.

→ My social life was nonexistent

→ And my relationship was falling apart

I was counting the days, just waiting to get fired.

You might have asked, “Why didn't you just quit?”

Because I felt trapped and couldn't make the decision.

Weirdly, waiting to get fired felt like freedom.

Like someone else could make the decision for me.

When the layoff finally happened, I wasn’t even upset. I was relieved.

What I realized next changed my life:

→ We stay in situations that destroy us just because we’re afraid to leave.

→ We’d rather cling to the familiar misery than face an unknown future.

But burnout taught me this:

Staying stuck is NOT safety—it’s slow self-destruction.

If you’re in a place that’s draining you, maybe it’s time to ask:

What am I really afraid of?

Maybe letting go isn’t a failure.

Maybe it’s the first step toward the life you’ve been waiting for.

What’s one step you’ve taken recently to put yourself first?