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I was laid off last year and a former colleague asked me to come work for him at his new organization. I didn't have any other offers so I am grateful to have a paycheck.

BUT, I have been at this job for nine months and I just HATE it. Not only do I dislike what I do day to day but it is the most toxic culture and environment I have ever worked in. I lead a team of field sales employees and the corporate office just treats us like scum. They collect all this data from what we do - at least half the time it is wrong - and beat us up about it on a daily basis. I end up having to research the errors to defend myself all the time, rather than actually producing anything of value. It's exhausting. I was so angry earlier this week that I almost quit.

But I can't quit because - duh - I'm divorced and I have to pay the bills. My ex no longer pays child support - because he "doesn't have any money this month", and at this point he could modify it since they are both over 18 - so I am responsible for our teenager and disabled young adult son. Unlike him, I can't just decide I don't have the money to pay for housing, food, medical expenses. Not to mention senior expenses, prom, and college deposits. It is all on me.

I resent so much having no financial backup and feeling so trapped in this terrible job. I am taking steps to get a new one but being beaten down every day by this employer is really getting to me. The few colleagues I trust to talk to about it feel the same way, everyone is looking for new jobs. I cry all the time about it. This sucks.

neverbeokay, the last time I was in a job I hated here's what I did: I typed up my letter of resignation. I folded it very carefully and kept it in the inner pocket of my suit jacket.

When I was on the job, it helped to remind me that this was a temporary situation. When I was in interviews, it was my mojo to keep me confident.

Finally I went to an interview one day where they offered me a job on the spot. I accepted, then drove back to my shitty job at the speed of light. When I told my manager that I was quitting, she said, "Okay, just type up a letter of resignation and..."

Whoosh! It was on her desk.

A truly fine moment in my life. Just telling you this in case it can help you too.

[This message edited by pass at 8:24 AM, June 7th (Friday)]

Thank you Pass, that is actually a really good suggestion and I'm going to try it!