I feel the need to write something about the job I held for 9 years and that I'm about to leave for good. Call it colusure or just another job-related rant .. but I guess is well deserved.

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Yes, 9 long years I spent with you, job. We pass through everything: good days, good people, bad projects, and worst.

You brought to me very good things, I build my career and met a lot of places; some great some not so much;  thanks to you. I even met my wife thanks to you. Its a bittersweet feeling to leave you, but is needed, you need someone to do you right and I need a change.

I'll be missing you. Not my boss, not my peers, but you. Eventhough sometimes I hated you, I learned a lot andyou gave me such good things.

But you were holding me back. It got easy, and comfortable. And I was taking advantage of you, doing just a little of what I should be doing, nobody knew this but just you and I. 

I'm sorry but I grew tired of this. So I'm leaving to another job, job. Please do not take it personal becase this time its really me, not you.

Probably some may think leaving you just like that is a luxury in these days we are living in, but if I don't take the chance now, I will never will and I will always regret it.

Thank you and Goodspeed.

P.S. Now that I re-read what I just wrote, I'm now realizing I wrote this for myself. I think almost all of the time, we made the job as we wanted it to be. (except in some exceptions in which working in some companies is really a living hell). We own it, so we make the best of it. I guess I did make the best of it but now I need more.