I just finished my two weeks notice for my job. No its not because of the creeps ( sure that’s a a big factor), its because of my upcoming knee surgery, I can’t be hobbling around on crutches for a month, so I’m just gonna give my job to someone who needs it more than me. And to tell you the truth…I feel great. That’s one thing that’s no longer on my shoulders. I’m one step closer to being stress free, one step closer to kicking depression in it’s ass. I can succeed. Watch me, I will. I promise. I promise to be happy again.