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It’s been a year since I decided to leave FB and this is the exact moment I made up my mind about it
It was a foggy morning on Rialto Beach, we had camped overnight and I had woken up before the rest of my friends. So I took a stroll along the damp shore and eventually stumbled upon this rock.
I had already contemplated leaving FB for a long time but there were so many benefits that were hard to dismiss so easily. Having come from a lower-middle class immigrant family, I was taught to cling to stability and not take big risks with my livelihood.
When I came across this rock, it was resting submerged underneath a veil of ocean water glistening in magnificent colors of blue, green, and yellow specks. I promptly plucked it up from its sandy bed and held onto it as I continued to walk.
As I walked, the rock began to lose its glossy wet coating leaving it grey and dull. I marveled at the difference and felt a pang in my heart as it felt all too familiar.
Nothing about the rock had changed besides its environment. Right then, it taught me that some circumstances will lead you to become the best version of yourself, and others will not. You cannot always expect to shine in an environment that doesn't allow you to.
At the time, I couldn't sleep without waking up from panic dreams and I was losing hair from the stress. I walked into work everyday depleted and angry. I wasn't good for the people around me and all the parts of my life outside of work started to fall apart too.
From the outside, it's hard to understand why you would leave a job that gives you unlimited food and fun perks. On multiple occasions, my family and friends even urged me to reconsider. However, none of these perks helped me feel like I was doing my best.
Anyway, thanks for bearing through my sappy thread. Happy 1 year to that sparkly little rock that changed my life. 
