Since January 2017, I felt depressed and stressed. Mainly due to my workmates’ uncomforting work ethics and my demand on myself to be excellent. I need the money from work so I can’t just quit anytime. Couple this with my disinterest in people. I am a yes person so this is definitely alarming.
I seem to be surviving but I reached my boiling point this May 2017. Now, I have the dillema to press my standards or just be forgiving and mediocre. It’s difficult to be kind when you’re already fed up. It’s also challenging to care when you try to be less involved so you won’t have to take things seriously. Lesser stress if you don’t get yourself involved right? Lesser bearing if you don’t value it that much right? That’s what I am to avoid: being indifferent at work.
But I’m more important to myself than the people at work. It’s better that I preserve my sanity than be concerned of their and the clinic’s welfare all the time. Accept them for their substandard work than be stressed. Turn the other cheek than be stressed. I don’t want to be like them– less than mediocre. Just thinking about them makes my cortisol level high.
Goodbye sweets, coffee and sleeping late. Hello to exercise.
I jogged for ten minutes. I almost blacked out. For endorphins!