Worry Should be My Middle Name

 Instead, it's Ann.  Kind of boring middle name.

I've been feeling dragged down lately with my new assignment.  It isn't that I don't like it.  It's that I feel like I'm drowning.  Normally others would pick up tasks or assignments when things are overflowing in my group.  Well the two people who would lend a helping hand or kind of occupied.  Having 2 days off didn't help me not that I wouldn't take 3 days off the next time.  And there are some who will do as they please and let me go down and drown because it's me.  

People were directed to help and I was told not to do more which was a relief but now I worry, am I failing at what I'm doing?

I have felt like I was on a good streak of getting things done but things have been coming and coming.  I don't expect much from others.  It's been that way always.  When I started, we had this dictation shelf that never moved except when I started picking things up.  I picked up rushes, I made the shelf move.  I just kind of accepted it.

I have been liking the fact that I have been learning new things and feeling a little more confident.  Then the worry bug rears its ugly head and makes me doubt myself.  I need a fly swatter for that worry.

I just don't want any angry grams when I sign in the morning.  I'm trying.  I'm really trying.  I'm worried about it.  

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