For those of you who know me, really well... i mean see me and/or interact with me on a daily basis... you know how stressed I am.
It's work. It's horrible. I get absolutely NO fulfillment out of it. I've had 5 directors in the past 2 years and things are just horrendous. Nothing is stable. There is drama. There are constant questions, tests, and scrutinization about everyone's jobs, how they are doing it and if they really need to be 'there'. When there aren't the questions, there are those people who feel they need to look out for themselves by sabotaging everyone else.
Just today, I got to be a part of a 'closed door' meeting where I was asked to name names of people who I do not believe are performing or at least not up to par. Are you kidding me?! Did I name names... NO, but someone else in the room with me sure did. Holy hell... I can only imagine if the person who asked us for these 'names' called other people into the room at some time and asked the same question... Was my name mentioned?!
There has been a fear instilled in everyone. What's next. The economy sucks. Work is no longer fulfilling or productive. It's every man for himself. And I hate to admit this, but I'm NOT the kind of person who fights that kind of war.
Quality of life, that's what it's about.
I've been getting to work at 8am every morning, which requires me to wake up at 5:45am, leave the house 6:45am, to get to work BEFORE 8 which is RARE!!! Leaving so early I wind up being late most times. There has yet to be a pocket of time I can find to miss the traffic and morning rush. I work and work, take a 30min-1hr lunch then I don't leave the office until 7pm (at the earliest) and most times I'm at the office until 8 or 9pm!!!! By that time, I get home after 10pm, don't get to eat dinner, have to go to sleep and then repeat the day again, being slammed by requests for these reports I create only for them never to be actually be used. I'm unproductive as far as I'm concerned... 10-13 hours of day of completely useless shit I put out. Not because I choose to, but b/c 'they' choose for me to do it.
Today, I walked into my office and was at my desk at 8am, only to be greeted by my director standing there already waiting to pounce. Great. Just what I need first thing in the morning. I got to listen to him tell me 'what he wants' for 45 minutes straight!! I didn't even get my morning caffeine jolt..AHHH!!!
I do what they say, I've questioned their logic, only to be told to 'do it anyway'. Great.
In my 'multiple' meetings today at work I literally pulled out bunches of hair, picked off every single bit of my nailpolish (went in with full-on wine colored nails, came out perfectly clear) and bit my nails down short and they are perfectly even and round... I am stressed. I am breaking out EVERYWHERE. Maybe it's hormones related to stress or vice versa. I experience body tremors every morning, palpitations throughout the day and just today, when I stand in one spot I feel like I"m going to fall over... I get sea-legs!!! Clearly, I am stressed.
I am depressed. I have finally accepted that. It's not just work, it's the baby thing too. Just the word baby makes me choke up a little bit.
I had a nice long 40 minute convo with Mike on my ride home from work tonight about everything. I tried my best to contain myself, but I couldn't. I cried. Everytime he says 'the baby' or 'po' ... I lose it. Totally lose it. I need to recover. I can't do it with this work shit going on.
Soooo with that said, I believe I'm going to be giving my 2 week notice. VERY SOON.
I've been wanting to leave my job for about a year now (since all the changes and non-stability)... This is it. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to crack or maybe I already have.