In 2007, I spent 7 months working for a toxic employer.
By the time I left my job, I was close to the highest I’ve ever weighed, at my most negative and always whining, feeling sorry for myself, and feeling pretty hopeless about everything, especially about writing, which I’d been sucking at for nearly a year at that point.
I quit that job, even though I was always taught leaving a job in less than a year was a crime I’d be judged heavily for. I realized one day in August that, if I didn’t leave, it’d be the end of any Steff I ever knew; I was approaching the negativity point of no return. Continue reading →
Hey, peoples. To those who’ve offered their support to me over the past stressful month, thank you. You know who you are. (As do I.)
Am I completely satisfied with things yet? No. The dust hasn’t settled. Things may still change. (Hopefully continuing towards betterness; I’m optimistic. The jury’s out, as the saying goes.)
Therefore, things are still a little chaotic for me. The dust will settle slowly over the next two weeks, I expect, and as it does, my writing will get more regular. This weekend’s a long weekend in both the US and Canada, and while people may read, there are never comments on long weekends, and face it… we blog for comments. If we wanted to talk to ourselves, we’d hang out in front of the bathroom mirror, y’know? So, as always, my long weekend will be light on postings. I’ll save the good shit for the work week. Meanwhile, I’m gonna do some idea brainstorming.
If you have anything you’d like to see me tackle, then tell me, and I’ll mull that bad boy over.
Have a wicked weekend. Me, I’m having some sleep, some World Cup, and a dose of Superman. Yahoo.