We’re often taught that quitting is a sign of weakness—that sticking things out, no matter what, is the “right” thing to do. But sometimes the bravest, strongest decision you can make is the one that protects your peace. Recently, I had to make one of those decisions: leaving a job I had only just started.
I had come from a workplace where the environment was genuinely wonderful. For a whole year, I worked alongside supportive colleagues, a kind manager, and people who made me feel valued. Going into this new role, I was hopeful. Nervous, of course—starting somewhere new always comes with a few butterflies—but hopeful.
That hope didn’t last long.
From the moment I arrived, something felt off. The manager and some colleagues spoke to me in ways that were belittling and unnecessary. It wasn’t constructive criticism or helpful guidance—it was tone, attitude, and disrespect. What made it worse was that it was only my first week, yet they expected me to know everything instantly, despite giving me almost no training or support.
Every day, I felt myself shrinking a little more.
I’d come home stressed, anxious, and questioning myself, even though deep down I knew the issue wasn’t me. It was the environment. It was toxic, and it was taking a toll on my mental health faster than I expected.
Leaving felt like failure at first. I had just started—shouldn’t I give it more time? Try harder? Push through?
But then I asked myself a different question: At what cost?
I’ve learned that no job is worth sacrificing my well-being. No paycheck, no title, no “it’ll get better eventually” is worth feeling disrespected and unsupported every single day. So I made the hardest decision I’ve had to make in a long time—I walked away.
And honestly? It was the right choice.
Choosing myself wasn’t easy, but it was necessary. Sometimes the environment you step into simply isn’t healthy, no matter how much potential you hoped it would have. And sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is listen to your mind, your heart, and your boundaries.
Walking away wasn’t failure.
It was self-respect.
If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, I hope you remember this: protecting your mental health is not giving up. It’s choosing you—and that’s always the strongest decision you can make.
Daily writing prompt
What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why?
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