maybeiamabear
Silver Member
so well i think the apt word to describe how i feel is an impostor - i just feel so angry and overwhelmed from within. Usually the last two years, my work day used to end by 5 PM in the evening and now it does not. It stretches a little bit. I feel terribly lonely to deal with this - it's not work, it's this fear. I don't know if it is fear of being unemployed or if it is fear of working with the wrong people. A lot of my friends lately have strongly advocated not working with my current employers because according to them they are insecure people and not honest. May be my friends are right but last seven years of my life - when things got really got bad, my friends were not really around - they were all in different cities or countries, living their independent lives. And only after these seven years when I have begun to gather some stability in life - I have felt this immense pressure from outside that hey I should change my job because I can do better, earn more etc etc
Hey but those are not my goals - I want to live a slow life, I am happy where I am - I don't want to rush into new things or new ideas - I have built my life through a lot of pain and trauma and finally when things are slowly getting better - I am supposed to leave everything and go, in the hopes of finding something even better? I don't seek for something more better
I just want to be happy where I am and celebrate how far I have come and cry and hug someone I love - I really just need my people and these friends honestly don't seem to be my people because if they were - where were they when I was living in so much pain.
The fact that they do not understand trauma or won't bother to says something about them too.
I am happy living in my cocoon and I don't want to go out of it.
Hey but those are not my goals - I want to live a slow life, I am happy where I am - I don't want to rush into new things or new ideas - I have built my life through a lot of pain and trauma and finally when things are slowly getting better - I am supposed to leave everything and go, in the hopes of finding something even better? I don't seek for something more better
I just want to be happy where I am and celebrate how far I have come and cry and hug someone I love - I really just need my people and these friends honestly don't seem to be my people because if they were - where were they when I was living in so much pain.
The fact that they do not understand trauma or won't bother to says something about them too.
I am happy living in my cocoon and I don't want to go out of it.