Ahhhh I am so going mad. God, please give me a new job!
I don't know what's wrong with me, but I just feel painful, sian, miserable, frustrated, utterly demotivated and empty w.r.t my job! Help!
I dont know what I should do next, I feel I am just standing by, watching time drift by, praying for 6pm. I dont even know what working life means anymore I think, it's utterly meaningless now. What's work? Will I ever be motivated and passionate and driven about work again? What job should I do so I could feel my blood and adrenaline pumping again? Yet I have no idea what other jobs I want to do. Really drawing a big, big blank.
Am I reading too much that it is distracting/affecting my daily life now, I wonder. That I am only interested in rushing home to read, checking out book reviews and excited about heading to the library.
What's wrong with me?? Is it that I have allowed reading and escaping into the books take over my life, and I've become a hopeless addict, period? Or this is the true state of my interest for my work beneath the surface all along, reading has merely taken on the catalyst that is draining out any lingering feelings for my work at an accelerated rate?
I'm so going mad!
I ought to be worried, that I have worked for 7 years, only to meet with a blank now. That's pretty scary. That I am working towards...nothing! Clueless still, directionless still... and feel my life is so empty, save for my marriage and a blessed small number of wonderful people that I can call my friends. Even my marriage I am not working harder at it! I am being self centred and cold I think. Shouldnt I have more passion, physical and emotions and excitement towards my hubby?
What's wrong with me?!?!
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