The only thing left to do is quit before they fire me. I need to keep my sanity and ego
Sara, my therapist, suggested I ask my sadness to step aside for the five hours I’m at work each day. I could designate a specific time of five to ten minutes to be sad at home, to feel the sorrow and losses, so the little traumatized girl inside me is soothed. Then at work, sad will let me be.
I can’t do it. It’s much too hard.
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