Another year has drew near,
Yet I’m free of doubt and fear.
I’m clear,
And it’s all so dear.
This year I had lows.
This year I had doubts,
This year I heard lies.
I became someone I didn’t recognize.
No more.
You see,
I’m too exhausted and sore.
I see the sun coming out.
That’s what I’m about.
I need my happiness to be something more.
Something that someone doesn’t see as a chore.
I need my sanity to be something not wrapped up in a person,
An idea,
A good person.
Give me,
Give me,
Give me,
Is all I’ve said.
No more.
I shall take,
create,
make,
bake,
break,
shake.
Anything to bring me to life.
Anything to help me not be filled with strife.
Bitterness,
Resentment.
I see the light,
It’s about to take flight.
As am I, I say.
As am I.
-N
JustNicoleRenee 
Pretty much summarizes my feelings when leaving The Old Job. A sweet release. Haha.
Glad I could summarize your feelings lol