I've dealt with a barrage of hatefulness from my job in the last couple of weeks...from face-to-face interactions where people have hurled such insults that I feared I needed to duck:
To the kind of telephone conversations that make me want to plug my ears:
After eight hours of this sort of behavior, I wind up feeling exhausted, underpaid, under-appreciated, and feeling like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders. Or, more appropriately, the weight of the everybody else's problems on my shoulders.
Emotionally battered and bruised, I tend to shy away from life. I wake up in the mornings in an "I don't wanna" mood. "I don't wanna work. I don't wanna answer the phone. I don't wanna send late notices. I don't wanna call her back. I just don't wanna."
The don't wanna's tend to bleed into my personal life, as well. "I don't wanna do laundry. I don't wanna cook dinner. I don't wanna go anywhere today. I don't wanna write a blog. I don't wanna check my email. I just don't wanna."
The only thing I've wanted to do lately is close my eyes and pretend I'm somewhere else.
<Insert Wayne and Garth Flash Back Sound Effect Here>
...to be continued...
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