Entry tags:
- blah,
- insecurity,
- job,
- scary stuff,
- sigh
When Faced With My Demons, I Clothe And Feed Them...
Urf. I am definitely wrestling with my demons at the moment. This is not helped by the fact that I am currently having to apply for my own job, and found out that there are at least 2 other people who have applied. I get interviewed on Monday, but Nasty Suspicious Little Mind wonders if there is a hidden agenda to replace me with someone a) cheaper, b) less bohemian and c) a corporate clone. And of course the confidence (or rather lack of it) is taking a battering as well. I don't particularly want to get the Effexor upped at the moment; to be honest, I'd like to set myself a target of weaning myself off it by the end of 2006. Frankly, I'd settle for my demons to appear in physical form so that I can set a flame thrower to them...
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"Your tiny paw is frozen let me warm it by the fire"??????????
Work is great for the ego, ain't it?