Have you ever finally worked up the courage to quit a job that you felt was truly destroying your soul?

If you haven’t, let me tell you…it’s one of the most exhilarating things you’ll ever experience in your life!

You feel like a tremendous weight has been lifted from your shoulders and that you can finally breathe again.

And I’m willing to bet that’s how the guy who wrote this story felt after he walked out of his toxic workplace for last final time.

Take a look at what he had to say.

I walked out of my job. I don’t care.

“I had gotten hired at a major firm and EVERYONE there loved me.

We would laugh, work hard and stay close.

I even had my own office overlooking the city.

But there was one big problem.

My boss was the epitome of toxic.

I’m sure some of you know the feeling of being under CONSTANT stress and dread when he or she is around.

Sometimes he’d be gone and everyone could operate happily together. It felt great to be there. We got work done and also were able to breathe.

Well, that makes sense…

Turns out, my boss had 5 other partners who worked for him and they all left. I only found out about that recently. They just couldn’t deal with him.

He’ll scream, slam doors, get within inches of your face, call women rude names behind closed doors and using the ‘N’ word when referring to black people on the phone with his rich golf buddies.

One of the managers actually told me that he has some sort of disorder since childhood.

It sounds very stressful.

I was making a good living, but the stress was beyond unbearable.

I noticed gray hairs developing on my head which were never there. I had a hard time sleeping.

One day, I’m handling his clients on the phone with a complicated claims process. I’m already at my breaking point.

We had to get through 150 clients before the deadline or they wouldn’t be reimbursed.

This is out of control.

I’ve skipped lunch for 2 weeks straight.

I’ve been on the phone for 3 hours with one client.

Everyone else was thankful but come the deadline, I was 3 people shy out of freaking 150. The leftover 3 clients weren’t picking up the phone.

What was I supposed to do, climb through the computer and choke them? Miracle that I even pulled THAT off.

He was done.

Nope. Not good enough.

I heard from a coworker that he was SO mad that he was driving back to work to confront us.

I don’t know what happened but I snapped. I had enough. No thank you. No words of encouragement. No respect.

I got up, took one final look at my office and walked out.

Hell yes!

I’m not going to be embarrassed in front of everyone when he gets in my face and insults me.

If anything, I was more worried for him because I would’ve knocked him out.

I don’t regret my decision and there are wayyyyy better firms out there.”

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Here’s what folks had to say about this on Reddit.

This person weighed in.

Another reader has been there.

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Another individual spoke up.

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And this person weighed in.

Good for him!

You can only put up with so much nonsense before you gotta leave.

Nice work!

No job is worth this much aggravation.