Yeah, I agree. The job was at first exciting for me then it turned into a slog. I was subject to constant criticism, overloaded work, and despite efforts made to improve, it was never good enough. Also, I realized that I started suffering from depression, anxiety, and dread during the last two months at the job. I was losing weight, lack of sleep, and my nerves were frayed a lot at home. At one point, I somehow cried myself to sleep one night. So, I determined it was necessary to get out.
I'd never really undergone depression before in my life until this job. Everyone has bad days and some days are blah but months of dread, anxiety, and weeks of not wanting to go to work because you hate your job? Yeah, that was a new one.
I reached out to the firm that had offered me a job and it ended up working out in the end. No regrets.