Downer reality, but two happy things I'm working on to take my life back.
Posted: December 6th, 2022, 7:01 pm
A downer reality
First happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
Second happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
A downer reality
While there are no hard feelings, unfortunately it looks like I'll be offering my two week's notice as soon as Wednesday and no later than this upcoming spring.
We have new leadership, and I'm not skilled in the (very reasonable) new priority for my professional role.
I like my boss and grandboss, but a new broom sweeps clean and the narrative is now that I'm less effective than I should be. Which is not wrong. Still, all in all it is increasingly clear I need to move on, for the good of everybody.
I fully recognize this situation, and put it into the "deal with later" mental-health-box. But enough downer stuff for now.
First happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
Wracked, for good reason, with anxiety lately, my excellent mental health counselor suggested I work out some of this anxiety (because as the book says, the body keeps the score) by practicing my kettlebell rack-and-jerk.
(Edit to add: “rack and jerk” is a common kettlebell competition event. A quick YouTube search will demonstrate amply.)
I found, online, a 24-step process, complete with breathing instructions (my counselor is all about the breathing) for a kettlebell rack-and-jerk.
I'll post more about this soon. Right now we're working on getting me to the "rack" position, with proper breathing.
Second happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
Perhaps related to my kettlebell efforts of 1.5 years, I've been flirted with twice recently, and froze in astonishment both times.
I am working with my counselor to prepare a little script.
Something like: "You seem cool. Would you like to meet for a coffee after work on Tuesday?"
(Note: I do not pursue women. Both of the examples above, astonishingly, they unobtrusively approached me while I was just going about my day.)
Summary
I don’t want my professional anxiety, real and justified as it is, to steal any more time/energy/life-force/spoons than it already has.
I am drawing a line. Kindly, but clearly: it is a line. A line of my choosing.
First happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
Second happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
A downer reality
While there are no hard feelings, unfortunately it looks like I'll be offering my two week's notice as soon as Wednesday and no later than this upcoming spring.
We have new leadership, and I'm not skilled in the (very reasonable) new priority for my professional role.
I like my boss and grandboss, but a new broom sweeps clean and the narrative is now that I'm less effective than I should be. Which is not wrong. Still, all in all it is increasingly clear I need to move on, for the good of everybody.
I fully recognize this situation, and put it into the "deal with later" mental-health-box. But enough downer stuff for now.
First happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
Wracked, for good reason, with anxiety lately, my excellent mental health counselor suggested I work out some of this anxiety (because as the book says, the body keeps the score) by practicing my kettlebell rack-and-jerk.
(Edit to add: “rack and jerk” is a common kettlebell competition event. A quick YouTube search will demonstrate amply.)
I found, online, a 24-step process, complete with breathing instructions (my counselor is all about the breathing) for a kettlebell rack-and-jerk.
I'll post more about this soon. Right now we're working on getting me to the "rack" position, with proper breathing.
Second happy thing I'm working on with my mental health counselor
Perhaps related to my kettlebell efforts of 1.5 years, I've been flirted with twice recently, and froze in astonishment both times.
I am working with my counselor to prepare a little script.
Something like: "You seem cool. Would you like to meet for a coffee after work on Tuesday?"
(Note: I do not pursue women. Both of the examples above, astonishingly, they unobtrusively approached me while I was just going about my day.)
Summary
I don’t want my professional anxiety, real and justified as it is, to steal any more time/energy/life-force/spoons than it already has.
I am drawing a line. Kindly, but clearly: it is a line. A line of my choosing.