I have just recently resigned from my job, about a month ago. I know it was a rash decision, but I had to do it for my mental health (or so I thought). Maybe, what I wanted was an escape. An escape from everything that's been going on in our world right now. I felt hopeless, and the pressure I was getting from not being good enough for my job was too much for my brain to handle in this pandemic. So I resorted to taking the easy way out, resigning, even though I was already very lucky because I still had a job despite being quarantined. Now, I would admit that I am in a better disposition but there are still days when I can't sleep because of overthinking if I can find another job to provide for my family. I feel like my Mom is disappointed in me for deciding on my own without thinking of our family. Anyway, you might think I sound very negative but I am proud of myself for taking a big step to the unknown. I am proud for recognizing that my mental health should come first before anything else. I am proud of myself for acknowledging that it was the best time for me to leave. I am proud of myself for taking the time to become a better person.  I know the world right now hasn't been the best, but let's hang in there. I am gonna be okay. I know I will be.