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Why I quit my job and what's next

I've been asked repeatedly so I'll answer here: what is going on with my employment? I turned in my two week's notice and my last day with my present employer will be Friday, September 7. This has been something that has been coming for a long time. I honestly did not want to go back to working with this company and I had for about a year previously. However, I needed to pay my bills and they would hire me so there I was. I loved working with my clients. They have nothing to do with me quiting and I will miss them greatly. My clients are awesome and I rejoice in the fact that I've gotten to see so many of them grow and change in so many ways. However they could not and should not be the sole reason for keeping me in my job and that's what's been happening. While I appreciate the fact that the company I was with has a mission and vision statement with 4 core values, when they are not lived out and not upheld I cannot stay there. When my reputation is trashed by other employees through gossip and my personal space and property are violated by other staff I cannot stay there. When I have been deemed to be a "bitch" because I question the validity and safety of certain actions and expect that a safe and clean environment be provided to my clients I cannot stay in this job. When I have been passed over twice for promotions for no reason or lack of a valid reason it's clearly time for me to move on. When this job has chipped away at my core of being and made me cry repeatedly - not with joy but out of frustration, anger and sorrow - it is time for me to move along. Do I know where I am going next - not in the slightest. I have interviewed with a company and have heard nothing despite follow calls not being returned. I continue to send out resumes and applications with no response at this time. So I thank the many people who have let me cry and listened to my frustrations and ask for continued prayers that something comes along soon on the job front so Sallee Mae will not have any reason to be calling me.

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