I quit an awesome job to write about dogs?!

On December 16th, I clocked out of my job at a small (but mighty!) digital marketing agency for the last time.

It was my first “real” position out of college. I worked there three and a half years, growing from a timid 21-year-old standing on the front steps of my old college house into a passable adult who owns a home and is planning a wedding.

I loved that job. It’s barely been a month since I left, and I already miss it: supportive coworkers, bosses who felt more like cool uncles than upper management, the diversity and speed of client work that pushed my creative limits.

But even though leaving was one of the hardest things I’ve done—and I know at least a few of my family and friends think I’m a bit crazy—it was the right decision.

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