Sep. 6th, 2019

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So. I keep saying, I'm so tired, and it's been true. Between work and school and commute and general life responsibilities, my sleep is down and my anxiety is up and yeah, I'm going to have to remember to keep myself on a short leash and not overextend myself to the point of getting sick this semester. I should scale back a bit and not set a precedent that'll burn me out in a month. 
But the thing is, I was happy. Believe it or not. I've been stressed, but it has been an amazing few weeks. I was proud of myself and felt fulfilled in my responsibilities. I felt as though I was making progress in my life. I was busy, but doing things that mattered. I knew that I was making good calls. It was so fun to have confidence! And now, for reasons, that window is over and we're back to normal. Aka time to box up everything the past few weeks felt like, and put it on a shelf so all of that goodness doesn't make the rest of things look bad. I don't want to be bitter. I am not going to let that poison me.
But just for tonight, I miss feeling good.

I was going to write good things, tonight. Fun fact, I was making progress on my impostor syndrome! We're working on taking people in to work in our office for a few capacities, and running candidate interviews makes me recognize that, when I was the one being interviewed, my supervisor and then-director had a real choice to make, and they decided I really should be here. It wasn't that they picked me from nothing; no, this office has real weight and responsibilities and I do belong here. 

But I haven't actually got the spoons for omphaloskepticism, so here's Li Ziqui making things better: 

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