Good Things Always End Too Soon
- Jayne Balke
- Jul 31, 2016
- 1 min read
I find myself at the tail end of a mini break I took from work this week, and ever so sad to be here.
I had a fantastically fun and fulfilling week: seeing friends, watching movies, having dates with the boyfriend, eating to my heart's content. Now I have to close my eyes and awake to reality - the reprieve was only temporary and I have to deal with the shitfest that is my workplace at the moment.
A large part of why I took this week off was because of the drama and depression that has coated my work the last few months, and the fact that I mentally could not deal with it anymore. I'm a tough person, I can handle a lot but the stress the place caused me - I HAD to take a break. By golly I needed it.
I'm tired so this post will be short, but I wanted to say how miserable it makes me when good things come to an end. Especially when that 'good thing' is something you've done for yourself and purely for yourself and your psyche. To watch it go... it's a wearisome thing.
I can only hope this holiday will have given me what I need to survive in the weeks to come.
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