Posted by Enforced_Consent on Tue 16 Feb 10, 4:07 PM to Enforced_Consent's blog.
I was stressed. Now I'm just giving up. I'm giving up on caring, giving up on trying to make a difference in a company which seems to take everything I offer, accept every bit of advice and then offer nothing in return. I'm done managing my directors. Let them direct their own management instead of letting their managers direct them.
Miscommunication's everywhere. Apathy is raining down and I'm hiding all the umbrellas. I can't be arsed hiding anymore. I'm encouraging career suicide, at least a decision will be forced on me to save me from having to actually make a decision. It'll be the first decision I've not had to make in a while. Too many. Too many ignored. Time for karma to deliver some justice. Maybe then they'll realise exactly what I've been protecting them from? Too late. Too late.
I wonder how much a ticket to nowhere is? Where is Nowhere anyway - how do I get there, what visa do I need and how long can I stay for? Do they fly there from Birmingham? Who the hell said I can't just throw it all in and walk away? It's my future, my choice. Dangerous to be thinking like this but, technically, fuck it. This is where we've come to, time to prioritise me, just for once.
Other than death, how bad can this get? I mean, seriously, what the hell am I worried about?
Great. Counting Crows "Holiday in Spain".... thankyou iPod.
| 16 Feb 10, 7:33 PM feyforyou 2 yrs  |
big bucket loads of (((huggs))) Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild |
