I Think I'm Going To Quit My Job

I said it.  I know I have to, I just don't know how or when.  I know that, optimally, it would be nice to do it and have a break.  Maybe a month.  It would be hard (financially), but I think that's where I'm at mentally and emotionally.  If I don't do it soon I might have a nervous breakdown.

It's hard because I sincerely love it.  I'm proud of what I do, I do a good job, and I enjoy it.  I add value to the workplace.

But my reasons for needing a change are larger than my reasons for staying.  They mean more to me.

I hope that I don't look back and regret it, but I don't think I will.  I regret the time I would have away from my family for the next few years, and that is time I will never get back.  I don't need to be with them every second, but I do want to be there for the milestones, the dinners.  The long run, if I can.  There will be time in my life, I suppose, for a full-time job, or one that takes more of me than my off-time life - but now isn't the time.

It's going to take strength in me to do this.

On another note, I haven't lost any weight since the beginning of the month.  It started out looking promising, but I'm no better off half-way through.  I'm disappointed.  Frustrated.  I'm starting to get depressed, wanting to just curl up in a ball and not move for a long, long time.

I don't know if a shift in schedule (my job) will be what I need.  I really don't.