Crux

I'm thirsty for some meaningfulness. That's simply it. I can't find it on the web. The closest to what I'm looking for I find in Dooce, oddly.

A few things are happening. I have a new psychologist who determined with me that I am depressed, anxious and a little bit socially challenged. Not great, but it isn't news. I've got work coming out of my arse and i can't get on top of the wave. I see people losing faith in me. Some of them. I shouldn't care what they think and I should just move on. So I am.

I have some new medication which is making a positive difference - it's giving me a buffer form all things that are making me anxious.

I'm in a crux. In case work is reading me : i'm not going to quit. And i didn't mean to look burned-out.

I just have a lot of personal challenges - see above. Is all.

Back to work now.
peace.

Ahoy

I am challenged but still alive. Barely, i think sometimes. I'm sort of a reluctant work machine that took on more than i could chew. But I'm not alone. Its becoming weird though. I'd like to move on gracefully but i have to chow down more work to do that. Hence i don't have much of a life at all. I hope it gets better soon after it gets badder. My director asked if i was burning out. not great. how am i suppose to return with a brave face now? manyways...

I just chose the finishing for my new condo - so no i don't plan to quit work. It's just that i don't love it, right now.