When I lose control, when I feel I no longer have a handle on the situation, I feel very small. Right now, I feel about 2 inches tall. Work has becom an overwhelming tidal wabve of thing I haven't done, things I forget to do, things I don't know about but should. LB freaked out at me today - thing after thing after thing that I forgot to do, or didn't know I had to do. By the end of the day, I had told her "No, I didn't do that either" so many times that you'd need fingers and toes to count them all. The whole month of November, I feel like I've dropped the ball so many times. 2 inches tall. Someone's gonna step on me and squash me completely if I don't start finding a way to get a handle on things. LB's gonna fire me if I can't figure it out.
A typical story to provide an example of the small feeling. I shrink every tiime something goes wrong, whether at work, at home, with my friends, in the confines of my own room. Shrinking like "Honey, I Shrunk The Kids"...and I hate feeling short. I hate feeling like the world is so much taller (read: stronger, mroe confident, better able to handle their lives) than I am.
About Me
- Nina
- I'm an avid swing dancer, a proud Minnesotan by birth, and I've got a soft spot for Boston. I love anything British, used bookstores, and delicious smells emanating from the kitchen.
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