Jason is thrilled with his new job. He is SO happy. It's wonderful to see and hear about.
But it is also highlighting for me the fact that I am not. I don't talk about work here, but it's probably safe to say I am not happy at work, I do not look forward to work and due to some staff changes in the last two months, I do not really have friends at work. (I have people I am friendly with, but the folks I had grown close to over the last year have either moved positions/locations or retired.)
Jason's job also comes with perks/benefits that mine does not. Career choices and all that jazz but wow, I hadn't ever had it so clearly laid out just by having him explain his first week and all the things... all the things I have never had in a job/workplace. Wow.
So I am very happy for him and relieved that he is doing well (so far? my anxiety won't quite let me believe or trust).
I also am now feeling this extra layer of depression and upset around not feeling the same with my work/job/place/etc. That I did not expect.
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The mixed blessing of a friend doing great, but then realizing that maybe you need to make a change. Which is always disruptive.
But glad his new job is working out.
I'm glad too, thanks :)
But yeah... :/
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