I know a few people out there who can easily relate. It’s nice to know we aren’t the only ones.
No, this isn’t me doing a bad fresh prince impersonation, it is in fact me having a weird mid life crisis at the ripe old age of 31.
It’s all stemmed from therapy, where after talking and opening up, everything just became clear. It’s as if someone’s go some wipers on my brain and they’re in overdrive.
Having talked about various things such as home life and my relationship, we touched upon work. When I explained my job, I told her what I did, how it’s high pressured, stressful and time consuming. I explained how on the morning of my girlfriend’s miscarriage I was made to work from home (until I refused) because a job had to get done, or an hour after my grandads funeral is received a voicemail to call my boss because he needed me in the day after. Not brilliant.
I’ve spoken before of my dislike…
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