I was dying slowly. Toxic boss. 12-hour days. Weekend calls. I resigned on a Monday with only ₦80,000 in my account. Everyone called me foolish. For three months, I starved, borrowed, and prayed. Then I got a remote job paying in dollars. Then another client. Now I earn thrice my old salary working from home. Sometimes you have to jump before the parachute appears. The fear of unemployment keeps Nigerians in abusive jobs. But is reckless faith better than safe misery? Would you quit a toxic job without a plan?
