Two Week Notice.

After a long an strenuous talk with my mother last night, I've decided to give my two week notice at Kohls.

Basically, my mental health is in the shitter, and I can't handle a lot.

We went through a slew of options.
I could quit both jobs.
I could quit one or the other.
I could quit school for awhile.

I decided to quit one job.
Kohls.

They need me at the Image Creator, and I need to keep going to school.

We've also decided to integrate a few stress relieving things into my life.
We signed up to go to LA Fitness at Northtown.
Swimming is very relaxing to me.
So is working out, even if it suckssss.
Mom and I will be doing that a few times a week.

Anyway.
This entire crazy decision making process came because I have a nervous breakdown/panic attack yesterday after I got home from work.
I don't want to go into specifics. It's kind of embarrassing.
I shouldn't have gone to work at Kohls after having a crazy ass attack for an hour and a half, but I didn't want to disappoint anyone.
So there I was, trying to suppress my inability to concentrate and see straight, all the while trying to convince myself that the knot in my chest was NOT a heart attack.
After awhile, it just didn't work.

So I started having a panic attack again, right there at work.
And pretty much went home after that.
I called in to work today. Because my sanity is more important.

But anyway.
My mom pointed out that I'm too concerned with what people think about my decisions.
I need to start living for me.

And she's completely right.
It's a selfish endeavor, of course, but I need to be looking out for my well-being.

So that's what I'm going to do.

I'm going to start relaxing, and not give a shit if people like it or not.