So that was my last day today at work

I am now crying. I felt a belonging there for a while, this is why. Like a family.

But then the moment my shift was over and they knew I am done, they all shifted, and I felt that slight separation, that I am no longer one of them.
You can say I never was.

I am such an idiot to cry for such matters, and thinking it was me who decided to leave the job in the first place.