Seems just when you’re feeling good again, it happens. The lecture from the boss about something you didn’t do quite right. I can hear the reprimand now. How lucky can a gal get?
So now, I’ll feel like crap. My esteem will be squashed. I’ll think about how stupid I am. Doing what I do, people already think I’ve got limited intelligence (you are judged by what you do). I'll consider how, yes, I could have done better. And again I'll reflect on how much I truly don’t want to be doing this job (which I never did). But circumstances make a job a job a job and you have to go with the flow.
But I am smart. I am talented. And yes, I will move on . . . when the Powers that Be and I co-create my new life—the one that’s gonna be fabulous, fun, exciting, stimulating, profitable, and joyful!
I’m p’o’d and I’m letting off steam today via a page. Even if you should always be positive and forget all negativity (and those unnecessary, unwarranted reprimands), sometimes it feels damn good to vent.