In 1995, at the age of 34, I walked out of a dead-end marriage. I was beyond stressed, not just about my marriage, but work too.
Anyone who has ever worked in advertising or marketing can relate to the ridiculous levels of stress one can experience in this world. In the beginning it was exciting, but one can only take all that BS for so long, and I had been at for 15 years.
I felt trapped at work and home. I felt like there was no way out.
It was a co-worker who encouraged me to just set a date, and leave my husband. At first I thought the idea was nuts.
How do you just do that?
The worse things got though, the more it made sense.
I knew I could only tackle one life-sucking situation at a time. Leaving my husband was a lot easier than figuring out what to do about my job, especially because the stress of the two made me brain-dead.