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adivaI am at a mental and emotional crossroads. My general well-being feels like it's on a roller coaster. One minute I'm fine, the next minute I've got tears rolling down my cheeks. And why?
As always, it's work.
I received my review this past week and let's just say it was not good. Which, to be honest, was really a surprise to me. I knew that the one person I have had problems with in the past would not give me anything less than a scathing review, but I was sure that over the past year, I had done enough work for others that it would balance my file out. It turns out, no.
I would love to give details but this is not the right forum for it, especially since I don't plan on locking the post. All I can say is that I feel that since the review, I've done some digging on my own and I've found out that I was lied to, and just in general treated in a most unfair manner. Hence, the title. I am being set up to be let go.
You know how they say, "the writing's on the wall?" Well, my writing appears to be in all caps, in bright neon pink. Kind of hard to miss it.
So where do I go from here? It's hard to say. Right now, as I've mentioned, I feel alternating waves of hopefulness and despair. Freedom and helplessness. Strength and weakness. I just hope that over time, it evens itself out.
I'm keeping myself open to all kinds of options. Perhaps it's time for a career change. Who knows? With the economy being what it is, it's really quite hard for me to feel altogether comfortable, but I guess it is what it is. As people say, it could always be worse. Unfortunately, that doesn't make me feel better while I'm going through this.
Before I begin a list of motivational cliches that are supposed to make me feel like in reality, this is a "blessing in disguise," I should really just end this post. Maybe at some point, I can look back and experience the always sought after catharsis one craves after trauma. I think I deserve it.
As always, it's work.
I received my review this past week and let's just say it was not good. Which, to be honest, was really a surprise to me. I knew that the one person I have had problems with in the past would not give me anything less than a scathing review, but I was sure that over the past year, I had done enough work for others that it would balance my file out. It turns out, no.
I would love to give details but this is not the right forum for it, especially since I don't plan on locking the post. All I can say is that I feel that since the review, I've done some digging on my own and I've found out that I was lied to, and just in general treated in a most unfair manner. Hence, the title. I am being set up to be let go.
You know how they say, "the writing's on the wall?" Well, my writing appears to be in all caps, in bright neon pink. Kind of hard to miss it.
So where do I go from here? It's hard to say. Right now, as I've mentioned, I feel alternating waves of hopefulness and despair. Freedom and helplessness. Strength and weakness. I just hope that over time, it evens itself out.
I'm keeping myself open to all kinds of options. Perhaps it's time for a career change. Who knows? With the economy being what it is, it's really quite hard for me to feel altogether comfortable, but I guess it is what it is. As people say, it could always be worse. Unfortunately, that doesn't make me feel better while I'm going through this.
Before I begin a list of motivational cliches that are supposed to make me feel like in reality, this is a "blessing in disguise," I should really just end this post. Maybe at some point, I can look back and experience the always sought after catharsis one craves after trauma. I think I deserve it.
