Work sucks, I know

So I gave my two weeks notice at work yesterday. No other job waiting in the wings or anything, I just needed to get the hell out of dodge. I've been at my company for 4 and half years now, and it's been long overdue, honestly. I picked the perfect time to need a new job, yeah? I've been complaining and hating my job for a while now, and have been intermittently looking at the occasional job opening, but there's never been quite enough impetus to leave. I've been feeling more and more of late that I need to, which was capped by a moment a few nights back where I was struck with a VERY strong feeling that I need to leave asap. Definitely a feeling more than my own, though I wasn't initially sure if it was a God thing, or the other, so I called my folks in the wee hours of the morning to pray about it. Some of the panic feeling went away, but the need to go was still there. I have had a real peace since deciding to quit, and it felt like a huge release when I did. No panic or anxiety, which is definitely a good thing. It helps that I have enough money for at least two months rent.

My only problem is that I kind of wish I had just straight up quit then and there. Even two weeks (they've already tried getting me to give a few extra days to train a replacement) seems too much now. I've been dreading every day that I have to work, and now that there's an end in sight, this last little leg is almost worse for the comparison. But man, the feeling of relief is nearly palpable. It can be palped.