The first three months

Three months I have been a working woman in the field I went to school for. For three months my ass has been kicked both physically and emotionally. I haven’t come close to taking care of myself or doing the things that make me happy like writing, seeing friends, or family. For three months my anxiety has been a whole new level. My eating has been inconsistent as well as my sleep. My life is completely out of balance. All I want to do is come home and do nothing instead of doing the things I know are good for my soul. Im not sure if it is a combination of the winter blues, or being fed up with being the only single person in my city, or just trying way too hard to do a good job.

Anyways, so far I like what I am doing. The days, weeks, and months go by fast and it is great experience for me. I know for sure that this will only bring me somewhere greater. I am also very lucky to be able to have found a job immediately after graduation (I hadn’t even written my finals yet).

Finding the right balance this year is going to be the hardest thing for me but I know that if I get back to doing the things I know are good for me, that I will start to love myself and the things in my life again.

Until then though, im tired and don’t want to do my taxes.