My overall level of stress (due in large part to my being a liberal "snowflake") is so high that I don't have the emotional reserves to deal with minor stressors very well. Yesterday I felt like quitting my job. Not in an actual "I think I'll quit my job" way, but more in a stressed out defeated and idle speculation sort of way.
Like it would be less stressful to just crawl into a hole and not deal with anything or anyone. Ever. Again. You know, a very mature and nuanced reaction to stress. This was not a balanced reaction to anything horribly stressful. This was an imbalanced reaction to mild workplace stress. I proceeded to get very sad and had a crying jag at work. At least it was during my prep period. Self-care steps taken: Went in to talk to Big Boss to let her know how I was feeling. And even though I shared with her the background for my ongoing crying jag, I stressed that I was not having a Workplace Related Problem. I was having a Mood Related Problem and trying to figure out how to manage the stress in a better way. Talked with coworkers. No secrets. There are no bad guys here (at least not in the building where I am working). Everyone is just more on edge, more overloaded, more stressed, more anxious than usual. Other self-care steps: Fixed the treadmill we have in the basement and went for a walk. Volunteered to be the one to stay home with sick child today. Blogged. Called OFP and made an appointment for therapy because it is time for a tune-up Comments are closed.
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K. BuchananQuaker, teacher, parent, |