Beating Dead Horses: A Ballet of Bummers
How did we get here?
I spent so much of my life doing the same thing, in a fragile occupational bubble that I didn’t realize was on the verge of a pin prick. And that’s all it took. Just one drop of the ball, one person deciding it wasn’t the end of the world… but yes. It was. It is. I am currently turning over every rock I can find, but all I get is more bullshit. I find myself outrageously bitter and resentful, even though I try to pep talk myself out of it pretty much every day. Doesn’t work. I get angrier as each day passes, with more of the same bullshit heaped on me.
If I am in a tunnel, I am still miles away from any point that can spot a distant light.
I’ve taken others’ tactics and applied them… be optimistic, look for the positives, keep that chin up. I see it working for them. So who is the fucking joker that keeps knocking me on my ass?
Bottom line: I need HELP. I am in over my head. This ship sinks, and soon, if someone doesn’t wake up and listen to me.
Glub fucking glub.
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