I have some personal stuff that i have to deal with this week – which magnifies the impact of this. Just when i think work has hit a bottom, it gets seemingly worse, and is now seemingly at a point of no return – not if it goes under but when. Absent divine intervention… I just don’t know how things change for the better.
Part of my story are my issues with work and fighting to better it (and other people associated with work) that I have come to understand that I was powerless over. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize this then and thought that if I worked harder, longer, and packed more on my back that things would change for the better. The only escape I knew from a long days work was in a bottle each night and weekend. However, work never changed and I eventually shattered into a million pieces trying to change it. Most days it feels like I cannot even hold all the pieces, let alone figure out how I put them back together.
Oh and blaming the millennials is not helping either.