Thanks but no thanks.
I’m tired—mentally and physically. I have not particularly enjoyed the past couple of days. This job offer has probably been more of a negative in my life than I’d previously realized, and even though that’s nonsensical, it’s true. I really just want it out of my life. I don’t want to think about it anymore. I don’t care.
What before was exciting and intriguing is just a drain now. I’m usually very decisive, but I’ve waffled a bit on this job thing. After getting off the phone yesterday, though, I was depressed and angry. It just didn’t feel right. You can say I should go, but you haven’t asked me if I want to go. My mind is made up. Pass.
Enough of this. I want it behind me. I’m tired. Goodnight.