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Last Wednesday was my last day at this bank. From 2017 to now, for four full years, when my colleague and boss said goodbye to me over dinner, I honestly didn’t feel anything, I just wanted to leave quickly. I pray every day for my 30 day notice period to come to an end soon because of the merger of company departments and health issues, I don't want to deal with the endless chasers or phone calls of business and customers, and I don't want to sleep for work anymore. Good sleep, I kept waking up at night because of some cases, and because OTs and daughters often mistakenly call the babysitter as mother... In short, I just want to leave quickly.

On the last day of the work day, because of the damn sense of responsibility and not wanting to leave a mess to my colleagues, I still didn't leave until almost nine o'clock in the office, I handed my access card to the counter, told him today was my last day, and walked out The company building, cross the road, look back at the company building, and suddenly feel sad, "Oh my god, I have been in this bank for four years, and then I have to say goodbye to him." I used to desperately want to be an intern in this bank Changed to a full-time job, I work hard every day, I am very motivated, and I hope that I can fight for a promotion. Since last year, after knowing that our department will be merged into the backstage Indian world, I felt that I could hold on from the beginning, and then I tried it again. Obviously, Indians don't have to think about it, so they have no enthusiasm at all. They often send messages to the boss saying sorry, I will be late to the office today... In the end, because I wanted to have a second child, I submitted my resignation. At the moment, I am a little sentimental because I feel that I have worked hard here and have not persevered. In the future, I will rely on my husband. Can I return to the workplace? Will I regret it? Anyway, I quit my job, and then I started being a mom and being a rice bug.

I would like to thank my husband for supporting my decision and allowing me to rest. My small goal is that I can successfully conceive a second baby and mature with my daughter, learn to play with her, and learn to be a mother. As I get older, I gradually feel that the most important thing is to know myself, do what I want to do within my own ability, and then accept myself, no matter what I am, recognize and accept my current state.