Sometimes it is never enough, sometimes people don\’t deserve it. Fuck them. Say no, stop helping out as some free labor.
Don\’t let some \’duty\’, \’fear of speaking up\’ stop you. The fear of communication already says something.
The above is what I wrote a few weeks ago after talking to a colleague and deciding not to continue with my contract. It was a big deal for me at the time, I had just made up my mind, scared and didn\’t know how to make the move.
And right now, it doesn\’t seem that much. I will wait for my results to see if I can go to Cambridge and if I have to adjust my trip to Thailand based on that. When everything is settled, which is the end of April, not so far away from now, I\’ll tell him that I\’m going to have a pretty busy summer and I don\’t want to work remotely while I enjoy being alone, with friends or with my family.
To be honest, how the team will continue to operate and who will take over my job used to be a concern for me. I mean, it\’s good to have those concerns because it proves that I still have some sense of ethics. But what I should really be thinking about is what I took away from this experience, what I learned, what I can show on my resume about what I did and what I\’m going to do next semester. It\’s practical and it will be useful to me. Those people, they see come and go, we are good, we are cherished, but that doesn\’t mean we are going to stay forever.
I\’ve thought about my plans for next semester and my entire third academic year. I don\’t think I would like to go through another fucking exhausting semester anymore. I learned a lot, I have grown a lot, I appreciated it a lot, but that doesn\’t mean that I should or I have to stay.
Just say \’bye bye\’. That will be the first big thing that I turned down in my life. Sometimes later, it won\’t even be considered as a thing anymore.