Here I go being unemployed again.
Thu, Nov. 14th, 2024 12:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amphobetI quit my job yesterday.
It turns out that my employer and I had irreconcilable differences. I wanted to be paid enough money to live, and my employer wanted to not do that.
It wasn't a friendly split. It's amazing how quickly all humanity leaves some people's body as soon as the topic of money comes up. Amazing how, once you start asking for more, they only manage to find fault in your performance.
He makes nearly six figures, by the way. Or maybe he's cracked that milestone already; I could only find public disclosures from a couple years ago.
But, you know. You have to keep those overhead costs down. So no room in the budget for raises.
The last two times I walked out of a job, it triggered years long mental health crises.
Despite everything, I don't think that's going to happen this time. For one thing, it was a pretty shit job anyway. I honestly don't think it will be very challenging to find something just as good or hopefully better. For another, my mind is stronger and more resilient. Partly from finally finding a good combo of meds, and partly from my own personal growth.
Also, I don't really have time to wallow. My mom, brother, and I have to work together and plan our next move, if we want to survive what's coming.
Right now, the plan is to bedrot and feel sorry for myself through the weekend, and then start looking for another job. At the very least, I need to have part-time employment secured before December 15 so that I can participate in open enrollment and get some health insurance.
That seems like a manageable goal.
It turns out that my employer and I had irreconcilable differences. I wanted to be paid enough money to live, and my employer wanted to not do that.
It wasn't a friendly split. It's amazing how quickly all humanity leaves some people's body as soon as the topic of money comes up. Amazing how, once you start asking for more, they only manage to find fault in your performance.
He makes nearly six figures, by the way. Or maybe he's cracked that milestone already; I could only find public disclosures from a couple years ago.
But, you know. You have to keep those overhead costs down. So no room in the budget for raises.
The last two times I walked out of a job, it triggered years long mental health crises.
Despite everything, I don't think that's going to happen this time. For one thing, it was a pretty shit job anyway. I honestly don't think it will be very challenging to find something just as good or hopefully better. For another, my mind is stronger and more resilient. Partly from finally finding a good combo of meds, and partly from my own personal growth.
Also, I don't really have time to wallow. My mom, brother, and I have to work together and plan our next move, if we want to survive what's coming.
Right now, the plan is to bedrot and feel sorry for myself through the weekend, and then start looking for another job. At the very least, I need to have part-time employment secured before December 15 so that I can participate in open enrollment and get some health insurance.
That seems like a manageable goal.
