It's Complicated
Mental health days are important, especially if you are working with someone who is working against you. Especially, when that someone can’t see the big picture. What makes this situation even more challenging is sincerely liking the someone who is working against you. The best way to describe this is… It’s complicated.
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Coping mechanisms only work for so long, thus mental health days, which I use at my discretion. Strangely, sadly, and frustratingly, I am not a “mental health days” kind of guy. I have always been a trailblazer through such nonsense, meeting situations head-on and moving beyond (well, most of the time). Did I tell you it’s complicated? Oh, yeah! That was in my first paragraph.
I will probably write that a few more times so please bear with me, because I am trying to tell you, it’s complicated. Are you understanding me?! Are you getting me?! I hope you do, because I need you to. Have you been there? I am sure you have. We all have.
I get the fragility of the situation, and so does my employer, a senior living community. I am thankful for the open lines of communication because I do believe I am valued, respected and heard, especially by those who can see my genuineness and love of the job.
Funny, one would think I would complain about the seniors, because there is a multitude of personalities to contend with, but I can handle them, and I think they can handle me, so far. They know I genuinely care about their lives.
This particular mental health day cost me big, but I am not complaining. My port in the storm… Old Town Alexandria. I had forgotten how charming it is (and was), especially yesterday. (Using public transportation helped. Traveling by train is never boring.)
I ate extremely well. I shopped, finding a few awesome bargains. A few non-bargain items came my way that were must haves, so I indulged. (When it’s complicated, you deserve everything you want, that’s my rule, and I encourage everyone to follow my lead.)
What I liked most about yesterday — I was able to let go of the drama, breathe, and just be. That’s important, especially if you want to weather the storm. (I always have an umbrella, metaphorically speaking, of course.)
I enjoyed my walk through the city, appreciating the many landscapes, architecture, and people, and one particular dog who showed me much love. I wish you were mine. To show me so much tells me how much you are loved. (Animals… They sure know how to make us feel better.)
Dear Reader, know that I am in a better place now. I am back to feeling hopeful that all will work out. If that means moving on from my current job, so be it. For now, I am going to weather the storm the best I can.
On occasion, work life can take a toll on one’s well-being and lead to stress. If and when that happens, do what I did and take a mental health day. Don’t think twice. Just do it!
I value these intentional acts of selfcare because I know they are going to alleviate my distress and poor mood, while motivating and improving my attitude.
I am now ready to embrace my weekend the best way I know how, and that’s with mindfulness.
Enjoy yours because I am certain to enjoy mine. Happy weekend, everyone! – paerki