Being back in New Orleans has been really nice, rediscovering all the stuff I missed like daiquiris, my crazy ass cats and bicycling. But my job is killing me. I am just so burnt out and really would've only committed to stay till October if it wasn't for my friend Shawn who is working really hard on program development for the Abstract. I'm going to stick with it till December but I'm just so sick of always tiptoeing around and never feeling comfortable bc I'm young and a woman and really never got any training here ever. I am just not cut out for case management/direct social service like this. And that's fine, there are other things I'm good at and want to do. But right now I'm here and going as crazy as the guys I'm supposed to be assisting.
I don't know how I'm going to make it through the next four months. GIVE ME IDEAS HELP ME PLEASE
So far all I've come up with is kickboxing and drinking more. Possibly at the same time.
2 comments:
one word: midgets.
ms kdhl,
you are not as crazy as the residents of your building. There is a guy who sits on your porch and laughs at his hallucinations...
can you take an hour cut or reduce your role and pursue other stuffs part time?
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