This was the job, in Spring of 2000, where I said to my therapist, to paraphrase, "my depression is well taken care of but there is something else going on." I COULD NOT get myself to make heads or tales of that database, nor could I stay awake to get close focusing on the task. It was excruciating. Not only could I not get my brain to organize to do the required work, I didn't really want to. I found sitting at that desk intensely...actively... boring. Even with that said, I've too often felt the compulsion to GET BETTER AT THINGS I SUCK AT!!
Every day I see people who kinda, sorta hate their jobs but manage to do ok or even well at them. They earn money this way, they vacation, they go out to restaurants where they bitch about their jobs. THEY HAVE MONEY. Thus my dilemma. They may hate their jobs but they can pay at least some of their bills and enjoy of modicum of respect in society. I wish I could fake better than I do. I really, really do. Rant done.
Now I want to focus on the positive: Here are some of my strengths:
- Fantastic public speaker
- Natural teacher
- Engaging performer
- Good writer
- Work as a team member
- Strong voice with great variety
- Outspoken when necessary
This is a brave and beautiful blog. I can relate to what you say about wishing you could fake it better.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mike. That means a lot to me. It's been really satisfying (and a somewhat scary) putting this stuff out there, yet after I do I always walk away feeling freer of spirit than before.
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