I think my job is trying to kill me.
Okay, so maybe I am being overly dramatic but I can't help but think that sometimes. I know, I know, stop complaining and be grateful for what you have and trust me, I am. I have seen both sides of the coin and it is much better to have an income, any income, than not.
But in this entire time that I have been adulting, the one common denominator that I have found that has caused me to neglect every aspect of myself has been the job. The good old JOB (just over broke).
I have had menial work and I have had the coveted six figure incomes but still, it always comes full circle to the same thing. I am putting the interests and agenda of someone else over my own well-being.
For example, I never take days off, go to the doctor when I'm sick, take vacations, take time to nurture relationships with friends, family, significant others, etc.
I can't help but feel like if I do any of those things I am somehow being a slacker. I can't help but think that if I don't do something, anything, and soon; I will wake up one morning and the world, my life, will have passed me by. Or even worse yet, I won't wake up at all.
To top it all off, I know because I have seen it, I am expendable. So easily replaceable. But ultimately it is just a part of being a rat in the race. Being a part of the machine, it is what makes our society work I suppose. And, if you really think about it that job that you have, is not owed to you.
I find it amusing sometimes that we somehow believe that it is. I currently work in a law firm where our area of specialization is employment law. The stories and tragedy that I hear on a daily basis of people being stripped of their livelihoods that they believed was guaranteed, is so completely frustrating.
But I know that it can happen to anyone. I sometimes feel like screaming at these people to wake up and take it all into your own hands. They, whoever they are, do not care about you. At least not as much as you do. So it is time to take the power back, take your life into your own hands; not to put your fate and well-being into the hands of others.
So the next time that you have to drag your weary bones out of the bed after being startled from your sleep by the offensive and discordant cacophony of your alarm clock, force-feed yourself, rush to dress yourself and rush into the chaos of the day, you have to think; "There must be a better way."
Now is as good a time as any. We are living in amazing times when the playing field has been made somewhat level. Soon will be the end of jobs, at least as they are now known, and those who have taken the plunge will be ahead of the curve. Just know that you are on the right path. And, with a little hard work and persistence, all that you desire will be made manifest.
Hopefully I can replace that mean old job that's trying to kill me. What say you all?