So believe it or not, in 2022 I left two jobs without anything lined up. Now, to be fair, I was able to because my husband supported me so I know this is not always possible and shouldn't be a go to solution.
First one was planned. I was gonna stay till I found something else but everyone wanted an interview while I was working and I didn't want to keep racking up sick days as my dad had been super ill with mouth cancer. Husband could tell how miserable and anxious I was and encouraged me to quit. Now, that job was ass and no doubt I'm glad I'm gone but where I ended up next was arguably worse. It was a small office with on average four of us working. The owner and his sons came for a few hours sometimes. It was mostly me, our manager, and two other women.
They had all worked there for 15 years or more, and they had no idea how to handle new people at all. They constantly talked about me in other areas of the office and would whisper for ages. After like 3 days of weird vibes, they would finally approach me about some minor mistake. The manager hated me from the jump and I knew it right away. She had her judgements about me and for once, I did not try to change them.
When I had my three month review, I got a great performance review. She said some weird ass shit, basically letting me know I was the office bitch and hired to make the other two be able to have more flexibility (I'm looking for the same thing) and when I very professionally and politely stuck up for myself she lost her shit and kicked me out of the office. I wanted to walk out at that moment, but I knew she was the type of person who was going to seek out a bug confrontation. I somehow managed to stay until lunch and I never returned because it felt so hostile. Nobody would speak to me, I was the most uncomfortable I had ever been. She emailed me too lmao demanding I respond.
Anyways, my dad's cancer came back and he is now terminal. I am a mess, but the job I have now has bren super supportive. I would not have survived at that job. I am so glad my gut told me not to go back. If I had, she definitely would have tried to have a big confrontation infront of everyone and I probably would have burst into tears.