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Originally posted by jitterbug13
Confession #1: As many of ya'll may know, I don't like my job. AT ALL. But now I feel physcially sick every time I go there or even think about it. I have waisted over a year of my life trying to make this work and I can't see myself waiting for the next 3-5 years. And I don't get paid much (between $60-350 a week depending on how busy it is and lately, I've been working once a week). My dad talked me into leaving the job I was at (which I was getting ready to leave anyway) to do this one and now I realized it was for political reasons. I'm in the third generation in doing this job but the first female and first to do this particular job. Everyone says they're proud of me but I'm not proud of myself. I'm even ashamed to tell people what I do. Which leads up to...
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You need to leave your job fast. No reason to cut 100 years off your life and die of a heart attack because it is driving you insane... No job is worth that pain... I KNOW, because oneday I was working very hard at my job in Dallas and found myself waking up off the floor...
Bottomline, your health comes first and foremost. Ain't nobody gonna take better care of you than yo-sef... EFF what others say..
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Originally posted by jitterbug13
Confession #2: I don't know what to do with the rest of my life...I started taking Master's classes in public relations but there are days I have doubts about that. I have thought of being a libarian, travel agent, event planner or owning my own para shop. I know I need to sit down to figure out what I need to do.
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I like the fact that you are taking some classes here and there--and it says you are doing something... I know you'll figure it out and it will probably be soon...