my britches fit
After spending the last week and some change worrying about whether or not speaking up for myself at work would be the right thing to do, stressing, contemplating, overthinking, crying, pulling my hair etc, I found peace. The very revelation that started this all, finally came full circle to ease my mind. I'll hopefully finish the other piece that explains everything in more (painful) detail, but in short as a child I was always minimized when it came to my input and efforts. I was repeatedly told that I was too young to know what I'm talking about or not old enough to understand. Realizing that I'd fallen into the same role at work shook me to my core. I haven't freaked out that bad in a while. It felt as if I was drowning in life yet again. I was flailing, I couldn't breathe, I felt powerless and loss to the chaos. And I know I was drowning. Figuratively, but still lol. I really was drowning. I've been inching into the deep end at a steady pace, building up t...