Work Writings XXIII: I Feel Really Old

After 2 years of being a senior employee (4 years overall), today is the very first day (and night) I feel old. Really old.

I have been working with a digital agency overseas the past few years, and they are quite a quirky bunch. I love how organized they are from their project guidelines down to the very submission of files. And thanks to the challenging projects they have given me, my web and graphic design skills sharpened further than I ever realized. Cocky as it may sound, I can even say I got used to being challenged.

But today I officially shifted those responsibilities to my subordinate—someone who has been getting good at her work in a span of a year, someone I am proud of. I am still going to talk to the same agency as a sort-of liaison, but I will definitely miss being hands-on.

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Notes to Self IX

“If I take death into my life, acknowledge it, and face it squarely, I will free myself from the anxiety of death and the pettiness of life – and only then will I be free to become myself.”

— Martin Heidegger, German philosopher

In the “Notes to Self” series, I write down words my mind and heart should fully remember.

And I am fascinated with the concept of death while suffering from anxiety and depression. What the fuck, right? But that’s just who I am.


Sunday Night Questions V

My anxiety levels are as high as Mount Everest (again), special thanks to this almost-every-week of overtime that since since May. What can I do though? I have a job to do, and I do not want to disappoint the company. But I feel my brain and that same creeping anxiety attack are having their own baby anxiety attack. What the shit? I’m seriously considering the 2-month resignation notice if this does not stop.

In the meantime, one way to distract myself from this work anxiety is writing either on my journal or writing here on The Dispatch. Now let me distract myself with the return of Sunday Night Questions, where I answer a set of 5 yes-or-no questions, and I can but am not obligated explain the answers. I’d like to rant tonight, so expect a lot of it after the jump.

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