So, that's it then. Today I turned in my letter of resignation.
It's not instantaneous, of course: I'm pretending to be a Responsible Adult and thus did the Responsible Adult Thing of giving two weeks' notice. But this puts a very definite and final terminus on my tenure, a reachable point after which I can reacquire control of my life and trade financial security for not wanting to die nearly so much of the time. It's a good plan, and I refuse to be ashamed of it.
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