I'm 35. I received a new job offer, a new tenure track assistant professor position. I am excited and happy about this.

That said, this has required me to relocate, to clean out my old office in a mad dash, and today - this morning, in fact - I emailed a letter to my current institution to tell them I am resigning in the next two weeks. 

I transitioned from one job onto the next as an undergrad (ran my own guitar instruction business beginning in high school)...I became an academic tutor...then grad student....then TA...then professor. 

I had a tenure track job (which is exceedingly difficult to get and I'm thankful for the position....but the pay was terrible and it was in a US state that I no longer can stand living in). My new job pays more and it's in a place 500+ miles away that I really love. 

Anyway, enough context, let me get to the point. I feel as if my insides were hollowed out and filled with disgruntled bees. 

My living arrangements are liminal. I'm in a moment of transition from one job to the next. I'm worried that my old colleagues will hate me or be mad at me or whatever. I can't stop thinking about checking my email...but I don't want to. I don't want to disappoint or bother anyone, but this is a good career move for me. 

Besides this, my relationship with my GF has been through various ups and downs over the last year. Her dog (like me) has anxiety.....and he's, well, he's a difficult dog to deal with and that's really getting to me. I just feel exhausted worrying about literally everything all the time. While this is my standard mode of operation, it's at an acute, liminal, awkward, transitional moment that feels like it's lasting a far, far too long.