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Time has come to whine a bit about my job...
It's not that I don't like it or that I'm very bad at what I'm doing. I know I like it, because I get out of my bed every morning with a pretty good mood for the non-morning person that I am. I also know that I'm not totally bad at it, because, well, my students seem to learn something.
The problem is that, even if I'm working very hard, it never seems to be enough! It's been like an endless race since it has started about a month ago. And tonight, I'm tired of running. Don't tell me it's normal, I already know it from the ten thousand people who have told me before...
It's just that I'm wondering about the purpose of all this, and about what I really want to do with my life. Do I want to work in order to have a better life outside work or do I want to live for my work? But I guess that the first question should be : do I really have the choice between the two... Because I don't feel that I do and that's bugging me. Actually, the thing that is bugging me the most is that I'm questioning myself about all this!
I naively thought that the hardest part of becoming an adult was to find a career that I would love and that I would be motivated to pursue all my life. Now, I realize that finding what I like to do was the "easy" part. It's sticking to it that is the hardest part.
Hopefully, each of my genes is engraved with the word "stubborn"... so I won't give up.
I hope I didn't hurt the english language too much ;)
It's not that I don't like it or that I'm very bad at what I'm doing. I know I like it, because I get out of my bed every morning with a pretty good mood for the non-morning person that I am. I also know that I'm not totally bad at it, because, well, my students seem to learn something.
The problem is that, even if I'm working very hard, it never seems to be enough! It's been like an endless race since it has started about a month ago. And tonight, I'm tired of running. Don't tell me it's normal, I already know it from the ten thousand people who have told me before...
It's just that I'm wondering about the purpose of all this, and about what I really want to do with my life. Do I want to work in order to have a better life outside work or do I want to live for my work? But I guess that the first question should be : do I really have the choice between the two... Because I don't feel that I do and that's bugging me. Actually, the thing that is bugging me the most is that I'm questioning myself about all this!
I naively thought that the hardest part of becoming an adult was to find a career that I would love and that I would be motivated to pursue all my life. Now, I realize that finding what I like to do was the "easy" part. It's sticking to it that is the hardest part.
Hopefully, each of my genes is engraved with the word "stubborn"... so I won't give up.
I hope I didn't hurt the english language too much ;)