
When I get overwhelmed at work (or elsewhere) with too much on my plate, instead of just coming to the conclusion there is just no way possible it is happening and be rational about it, I freak out and try to get it all done while,freaking out. I am an emotional being. Today at work I was working on an obnoxiously ridiculous project that I really had no idea how to get start/do/get done. I broke down the pieces, handed off some of the work, and realized I would just not be able to get it done today. I don't consider this unprofessional or petty or that I can't do the job, but realistically Rome was not built in a day. I am pretty sure the world will still be turning when I learn how to merge mail and finish it -gasp- tomorrow.
Sometimes I don't know when to stop. Pumping gas or eating (why can't my brain work a litttttttle faster so I know I am full-full and not making myself sick-sick) or in conversation. I over analyze everything. I try to keep everyone happy with me while often doubting my own opinions and not saying what I feel. I know I can't please everyone and I should not say things are okay when they are not. Its one big sick game. I need to trust myself and accept things for what they are. I think that is why I ask so many questions. And the same questions over and over. And over. The answers don't change. The reasons don't change. Sometimes I need a better explanation. Or it drilled in my head a little further. And my head is hard. And that is barely tolerable for most people. I need to learn that.
Albeit, it's just too much.
Gotta be real with myself, have a little patience, and relax. I don't need to know all the answers, and I need to know when to just let it be.
At the same time-- enlighten me with perspective.
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