05-31-2019, 06:36 AM
Day 39 (1)
Damn I'm tired and overwhelmed. I've done great work at my job but once I was home I started feeling sooooooo weak and exhausted. Thankfully the work done made me a little bit more at ease, but still anxiety persists.
I don't understand why I'm so stressed about the conference. I react almost as if my life depended on it. What happens I think is it taps to my perfectionist side - I want to do the best job possible and I'm starting to realize I might not be able to. To make matters worse I won't be able to work during the weekend as I have to visit my mother. That would be a good thing if I was able to have some rest, but what it will do is give me set of responsibilities for my stay and will phase me out from my habits and work. Son must do his due however and I'd rather visit her and waste my weekend sitting over my work.
Damn I'm tired and overwhelmed. I've done great work at my job but once I was home I started feeling sooooooo weak and exhausted. Thankfully the work done made me a little bit more at ease, but still anxiety persists.
I don't understand why I'm so stressed about the conference. I react almost as if my life depended on it. What happens I think is it taps to my perfectionist side - I want to do the best job possible and I'm starting to realize I might not be able to. To make matters worse I won't be able to work during the weekend as I have to visit my mother. That would be a good thing if I was able to have some rest, but what it will do is give me set of responsibilities for my stay and will phase me out from my habits and work. Son must do his due however and I'd rather visit her and waste my weekend sitting over my work.
For not by numbers of men, nor by measure of body, but by valor of soul is war to be decided.
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4
