I can't believe I'm leaving. I'm actually sad about it. I really really wanna stay. I don't wanna resign. My coworkers became like family to me. But I have to do this for myself cuz I know I won't be happy here for the rest of my life. I need to make the decision, one way or another. I just wish it didn't have to hurt this much. I will miss everybody -- the kids, the environment, my coworkers/friends, the hectic schedules, the sleepless nights, the hang outs, the treks I barely survived, the food trips, every single moment. I don't think I'll experience the full impact of all this until I'm actually on the plane. I wanna cry right now.