It’s finally over. The days of crippling anxiety upon thinking about work have ended. Sure, I made a decent amount of money, but I was terribly unhappy in the situation I was in and with the terrible people I had to work with. I had not been as miserable in a situation in such a long time. The environment in the office was so negative. It seemed like every other conversation involved people talking about others behind their back. It made me feel awful.
It caused me to be weary of people and their intentions, whether they were sincere or not, and just generally distrusting of everyone. That was a terrible feeling. A part of me wishes I could have been stronger after all that happened, but I knew I couldn’t honestly be happy in an office full of people like that. It broke my heart to know that out of five people, no one had the courage to be different.