Smiled. Waited. But the moment everyone walked out that door, I immediatel …sent in my resignation email—with a two-sentence note:
“Thank you for the experience. I’ve accepted a role with a company that values people, not just their parental status.”
I closed my laptop, took off my badge, and walked out into the crisp November air. For the first time in years, I spent Thanksgiving with my parents, my sister, and my two best friends who treated me like family long before an employer ever did. We laughed over burnt pie crusts, went for a chilly evening walk, and I felt something I hadn’t felt during a holiday in years—peace.
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