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I am taking a loan on my mental health. This is not too unlike the loan I took to retro date an enticing investment for 2002, right? I will give it my all now; repress to the max, compartmentalize as need be, and put my well defined 'life' on hold until I have properly vested and garnered a return on my time. Oh fuck! I forgot to define 'life' in the first place. What then? The simple construct which allowed for the entire future to unravel itself at my feet has been debased. What a fucking crock.
Work increased the stress level. I am now OFFICIALLY responsible for my boss's job in addition to my own. This is a marked change over unofficially being responsible. In either case, I get minimal credit and maximal pressure. If this isn't my ideal job, I don't know what is. I can't wait to wake up and get back to work!
Work increased the stress level. I am now OFFICIALLY responsible for my boss's job in addition to my own. This is a marked change over unofficially being responsible. In either case, I get minimal credit and maximal pressure. If this isn't my ideal job, I don't know what is. I can't wait to wake up and get back to work!