My job was my passion, my hobby, my entertainment, etc. It had been my Dream since I was 5 years old and I had achieved it all. I knew it was messing up my health as I got older and my body responded differently to the constant disruption of circadian rhythm. ( I hear ya' Marko. )
I walked away from a 200k annual raise and a lot of fun. ( And yes, requisite amounts of B.S. too. )
Health is the priority. No amount of money or fun will get it back.
I am certain that had I not done so...I would not be typing this 3 years later.
80 lbs. lighter, not a single pill bottle in this house, haven't seen a Doctor in 8 months and I thank God everyday for the wisdom granted to see things clearly enough to do the unquestionably right thing against all others advice and my own conflicting emotions. Advice which was mostly based on " BUT, think about THE MONEY!" or something equally as shortsighted and based in avarice and lack of common sense.
I mean, I really enjoy Ice Cream also...But, I don't keep eating from the bucket it until it makes me sick enough to die.