I have an “unread” – or rather unreplied – email in my inbox from my former employer asking ten follow-up questions to my exit interview. Ten more than I expected, but, I haven’t been able to approach that email since I received it… four days ago because I feel like I’m only now fully recovered from the physic damage that was my previous job. Sure, it’d be great having a labor attorney replying; I’d rather move on.
Tag: sobrieties
[Sober Living] Sobriety Over Employment
I know with the confidence of all of reality that had I stuck to my previous job for even one week longer, let alone one day longer, I would have been tempted to break my sobriety, because even with over a day of time to decompress, I still feel an emptiness and hopelessness about reality. I feel fundamentally betrayed by this employer. I gave up a good contract to go full-time and then they sucked.
[Sober Living] Masks At Concerts
I’m too tired to go with my original plan for this essay, which would be to write/talk about materialism. Instead I’ll write about how I didn’t feel the same camaraderie I used to feel when going to concerts pre-COVID. This NOFX concert was terrible. It took us two hours to get through their doors, cannabis was everywhere, and even through two cloth masks, I could still smell that shit. At least I didn’t get high.
[Sober Living] Well’s Gone Dry
The well’s gone dry with my creativity and passion. It’s like having drank a negative amount of caffeine for now two days now. These sorts of depressive episodes happen every few years for me and last through combating the elements that make me feel shamed. When that’s over, it’s back to business as usual, writing and recording, but until then, I don’t feel like writing now, so let’s get this damn thing over with today.
[Sober Living] Feeling Antisocially Distant
The video I recorded earlier my-today included lengthy segments about feeling antisocial, and the essay I wrote my-yesterday was something I nearly didn’t completely write. I had no energy, I felt intense hatred from my soon-to-be-former coworkers, and all of this has led me to realize that I’ve had a life of strife. I’ve had friends, acquaintances, and good experiences, but my norm is antisocial. Socializing is something I do as a requirement for others.
[Tripping On…] Not Entirely Productive
We had our second episode of the CHATS my-today, the evolution of the podcast in a form that can allow us to have more flexibility when we want it. During the episode, we talked about bella’s 20 years of experience with ADHD and how my outward research in ADHD led me to self-examine enough to wonder if I might have ADHD. We talked about how productivity isn’t always a singular focus. Take job hunting for example.
[Tripping On…] Anger, Disappointment, Disinterest
I feel embarrassed to admit that I feel angry, disappointed, and disinterested probably for one of a few reasons. The recruiter that ghosted me only to write me a lengthy message didn’t help. The argument didn’t help. The other job offer for a role that had declined me because I wanted too much money, only for another recruiter to ask if I’d be willing to take significantly less money didn’t help…. OK, that was funny.
[Tripping On…] Severe Headache Sensation
It’s 8:07pm and I’m at home with a headache that’s been lasting for about eight or so hours now? My headset-headphones h-fell off my h-ead. I’ll be keeping the tpoes-typos in now because it’s too hard for me to focus on spelling correctly through headaches I-like these. If I can, I will put a note n-in that I will drive it another try, otherwise-otherwise this is how I write when my head is overwhelming in pain.
[Tripping On…] Ultimate Bus Essay
The title sure puts pressure on this, huh? I am writing this on my final bus ride into town for this series of essays documenting my recovery fron severe disability. I may write more bus essays in the future for other jobs, but this series has loosely documented my recovery. I am more able-bodied than months ago. I might go exploring around the city after I turn in my badge and return to the void.
[Tripping On…] Penultimate Bus Essay
It’s the last time I’ll wear a business professional downstepped to casual dress on this contract. My-Tomorrow, I will wear a Clutch shirt, as I did on my final day at one job. I don’t see a need to dress up any further. I did so for the business function of being more professional. That’s no longer required, and, I will probably find myself exploring the city in the afternoon after work. If not… later.