I don’t even know where to begin.
Okay so, to put it simply, I am fucking tired as fuck. It’s not that I regret taking on this job, but man… after a week of it, I can confidently say that it’s definitely not for me. Nope.
On top of this entire week, I managed to get sick, which I know is my body’s way of informing me when I’m pushing too hard and not taking care of myself.
No money in the world is worth my health, well-being and sanity.
I’m so tired, and I don’t even have the energy or willpower or motivation to write this log.
I’m just going to say that this weekend is going to be equally busy and that I hope I find some time to write. I’m going to have to let go of this job at some point next week because everything in me is screaming that I’m not meant for this. I’m blessed and grateful that I received this opportunity but I just can’t handle it. Sometimes it takes knowing what’s not meant for you, to know you were on the right path all along. The minute I take this off my plate, things will become clearer and I will be able to move forward with bigger priorities. Until then!