I must confess that my stress is getting the best of me right now. I came back from Alaska to find my schedule at work absolutely slashed. I’m using this week to update my resume and look around. I’m not sure anything else on the beach is a safe bet. Tourist season is currently flatlining and I’m scrambling like mad to pay my bills on time. I’m already feeling pretty weak from the meds I take and the timing could not be worse.
I’m trying to stay positive and proactive about this but lately all I want to do is hide out in bed. I am fully aware that this does nothing for me but it sure does look alluring right now.
It only makes sense. I had such a great summer that the bubble was bound to pop sooner or later. Le sigh of exaggerated discontent. I used to be able to find work so easily. Now it takes the right alignment of the stars and maybe a blood sacrifice to so much as get a single response.
Press on, I must. But I feel like fucking garbage and it just won’t stop.
Very well written. I loved it. Keep up the brilliant work.
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Thanks much.
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I am sorry you are feeling the way that you are. You are not alone as I can completely relate to what you are saying. I hope you feel better soon. I am following you so that I can read more.
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I appreciate it. I generally try to avoid posting when I’m upset but sometimes I need to. I’m doing better today and have a lead or two on a new job so we shall see 🙂
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