Breaking into Pieces

I had a rough time at work today.  Things have been a bit stressful lately and it's taking a toll on me.  I feel that I am not the fun person I used to be because I constantly obsess about work even when I'm at home, which is definitely not a good thing.  I miss the people I used to work with.  I secretly envy those who have finally moved forward and found new jobs.  I promised myself that I would be submitting my resignation letter one of these days and finally pursue my residency training.

I don't really know if I could last any longer... I feel myself breaking into pieces and I know that I have got to pick myself up and start anew.  Just this morning my manager told me his trip back to the Philippines was canceled,  which for me was not a good sign.  He told me to keep the morale of my co-employees up, which is very hard for me to do since I myself an having some personal issues, but I told him I would try.  I admitted that I  feel like quitting sometimes.  And what he said surprised me, my manager told me, " A job is just a job.  Don't let it control your life.  If you feel that you have to go, I would totally understand."