The Job
It's a paradox.
Knowing that I have security, a retirement, insurance, a decent salary and then getting told every day to "get out while I can", "don't stay here", "people come here to retire".
I do see that. I feel it most days. And the so called security is what I've rebelled against for so long.
I don't know what to do.
There are drawings that need to be done, and I have ideas. I just can't seem to execute. I feel as if my creativity and drive are stuck in this quagmire of emotions that everyone around me, and me, has created. But logically I know that I am in control of my own emotions and happiness. Logically I know a lot of things I shouldn't be doing, but do them anyway.
It's crazy, since I've given up job #2, I seem to be a lot more tired than I used to be.
I need my emotions and my brain to get along, I need to create a bubble of peace amidst the chaos and negativity and just be positive.
Yeah... I'll just flip that switch.
Knowing that I have security, a retirement, insurance, a decent salary and then getting told every day to "get out while I can", "don't stay here", "people come here to retire".
I do see that. I feel it most days. And the so called security is what I've rebelled against for so long.
I don't know what to do.
There are drawings that need to be done, and I have ideas. I just can't seem to execute. I feel as if my creativity and drive are stuck in this quagmire of emotions that everyone around me, and me, has created. But logically I know that I am in control of my own emotions and happiness. Logically I know a lot of things I shouldn't be doing, but do them anyway.
It's crazy, since I've given up job #2, I seem to be a lot more tired than I used to be.
I need my emotions and my brain to get along, I need to create a bubble of peace amidst the chaos and negativity and just be positive.
Yeah... I'll just flip that switch.