“Voluntary” resignation
anger boils in my blood
I asked for reduced hours
“No”
I asked for later morning starts
“No”
I asked about a job share
“No”
So I know I am reaching my edge.
My limit.
I am decompensating,
more tearful, chest hurts,
feels like I can’t take a deep breath
I can feel my thoughts tangle and jumble
I can’t sleep
Getting up in the morning is increasingly difficult.
Yes I clearly stated I was requesting accommodations for my disability. Still, not options.
I can’t bear it.
I can’t bear the inevitable decompensation spiral coming. I can’t bear the humiliation of not functioning well. Of the coming critiques, advice, and attempts to fix me.
I don’t want to quit
But greater is my desire to avoid abject failure
Greater is my desire to not sink into despair and the
Longing to not exist and face further embarrassment and professional humiliation.
I chose to resign over ‘decompensate and fail’
Yet again, I am disadvantaged
Not eligible for unemployment because I resigned voluntarily.
There is no win in sight.
Only further struggle and uncertainty