One Thousand One Hundred & Seventy Three

Theme: Work has ruined my life.

All I've ever wanted to do is work in mental health. I've only ever wanted to help people. Instead, I am now classed as mentally ill myself and even when I'm not working, I'm actually working. For the past four nights I've had dreams about work. Is this my mind telling me something? I've had six long days off and it has been fabulous and guaranteed, I don't want to return. I just feel too damaged for this. I just can't be arse. I've lost my sparkle and willingness to learn, if there was any in the first place.

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