A new day
Well, I got my notice a couple weeks ago. I’ll be leaving my job within the next few months. It’s nice to get such advance warning; I feel like I’ve really been appreciated at this job, and it’s a shame that my mental and emotional problems (not to mention my sleep problems) have interfered with my productivity to the degree that this has come about. But, as one of the owners said, this might be a good time to get out anyway.
I don’t know what I’m going to do next. I’ve been in a pretty sweet position as regards the tolerance I’ve had for my current style of life, which involves a lower salary than might be expected for my position, but with the ability to come in late and have lots of free time. I’m not sure if I could ever adjust to having to get up at 7 AM every day. So anyway, I’m going to be taking a bit of time off once I leave. Part of that will involve, perhaps, moving in with some family to cut down on rent costs. I’m a bit conflicted about the decision, as it involves moving from here in Austin to way out in the middle of nowhere. I don’t really get out all the time, but still, the city’s nice. And the job market in Austin is probably way better than the one in the middle of nowhere.
I’ve been thinking that maybe I should go into a different line of work, though. Perhaps one with more time flexibility, even if that means giving up advancement opportunities. Perhaps one where I work from home. That would be nice.
I’d kind of like to stay more independent, but I’m just not sure I’m up to handle the job market right now. I’m still not feeling very great. I just dumped my new therapist and I don’t think I’m going to look for another one. I just don’t see therapy ever helping me. I’m way too untrusting of people to ever really form the connections needed to make therapy efficacious. Especially not some random dumbass therapist. (In fact, I very well might be the most untrusting person you’ve ever met. I should do a post on this.) And honestly, I’m not too thrilled about psychiatry either. I articulated some of my concerns to my psychiatrist once, and all he did was feed me the standard bullshit pharma line about chemical imbalances. Apparently they’re even indoctrinating the medical students nowadays. Either that or he was just too arrogant to acknowledge that my concerns were legitimate. But I think the former is more likely.
Anyway, independence would be nice, but more difficult than I think I’m ready to handle right now. I’ve never had any other job except this one, which I started when I was 18. So maybe a few months of just thinking and gathering myself would be good before I go out into the world again. Maybe.
Inevitably, someone is going to bring up school. Ugh.
August 27th, 2009 at 10:23
Part of that will involve, perhaps, moving in with some family to cut down on rent costs. I’m a bit conflicted about the decision, as it involves moving from here in Austin to way out in the middle of nowhere. I don’t really get out all the time, but still, the city’s nice. And the job market in Austin is probably way better than the one in the middle of nowhere.
Take this for what it’s worth, but I’d stay where the jobs are. The problem with moving someplace cheap but with a bad job market when you’re broke is that it’s really hard to reverse the decision — you end up stuck someplace where you can’t earn enough money to get back out of the hole. While debt is usually a bad idea, I’d say it’s a better idea to go into debt than to get yourself stuck in the middle of nowhere with no money.
You’re young, with no responsibilities. Ever thought about just picking a place off a map (either someplace you’ve thought about living, or just someplace random that you think you’d be able to find a job in), and just going? No plan, just find a place to stay, throw your clothes in a bag, and move. Have your family store your furniture for you.
(And that’s a hell of an anti-spam device you’ve got — I looked at it and got all indignant. “I can add! Really I can!”)