Walking Away from a Poverty-Wage Job Saved My Life

Why I’ll never work a “real job” again.

Photo by Abbie Bernet on Unsplash

I knew it was time to leave my job when I couldn’t stop thinking about killing myself on the way to work.

It was a persistent thought, quiet and subtle, but it struck every time that I drove the I-80 overpass on McCarran Road SE in Reno. Since I had an upcoming turn, I would always be in…