Time to Go

I have handed in my resignation (figuratively). I told my boss I was leaving and we are ironing out details as to an end date.
This was an easy decision after a few short anguished nights and an epiphany of sorts. After I had taken my decision - made harder by the fact I had made some true friends back at work - I realized it was summer, there was a garden that needed tending, cyclists were enjoying themselves on the road. I had been so stressed and closed upon myself that I hadn't really appreciated that summer was here (I still haven`t but at least I am aware that I haven`t and that is a step forward, no?).
Making this decision was a positive response to all the stress I have been heaping upon myself. It is very empowering to walk away from a difficult situation and decide to do what feels right. Time and again I doubt my decision but wise words from friends help me through. Or I relapse and that relapse tells me I am still fragile and vulnerable and that my decision still holds.
I need a bit of breathing time and I need to take a good look at where I want to go and who I want to be. If it sounds like a mid-life crisis well maybe it is...