So sometimes my life isn't quite as rosy as I paint it to be on my blog. Usually if I don't write for awhile it's because I'm simply too busy. But this week I haven't written anything because I'm unhappy. It's been a tough week.
All weekend long I've been trying to avoid thinking about work. Friday evening after work, I came home and tried to take a nap, but I couldn't because I kept thinking about work. Last night I dreamt about work. Today I kept mulling things over in my head when I just wanted to let go. I have a tension headache now and I'm not really sure how I'm going to get to sleep. Work is stressing me out. Badly. I feel like I have a gigantic mountain to climb and I don't know if I can make it. I don't feel like I have any help or support. I feel like I want to give up and yet I know I can't. I have to prove myself.
Obviously, I can't go into detail about how or why work is stressing me out so much right now. Plus, I'm not sure that a year from now I'll want to remember how crappy it was. Instead, I choose to record that things are tough and I want it to end. I know that this too shall pass, but it just doesn't feel like it right now.
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