I am at an out-of-town meeting with lots of important people and I feel like I am dying inside. I have to keep a smile on my face, even though I am in great pain. Tomorrow I have to accompany one of our Board members to meetings with some members of Congress. I don't know how I am going to manage it. It doesn't help that we were up until almost 2am this morning putting together binders of briefing materials. I hate DC. My job is making me sick. I don't know what to do. I need to find another way to make a living, but I'm old and way past my shelf life. I am sick of working at the bottom of a large, hierarchical organization and taking this job was the worst decision of my life, which has been filled with bad decisions. I don't know where to turn or what action to take, which is causing my depression.
I finally broke down and called home for some reassurance. I talked to my wife and my 19-year old daughter, who is dealing with her own depression and anxiety. I even called my therapist and left a message. And, of course, I am posting on here. Anything to get some relief.
I desperately want to go back to the hotel and collapse, but our workgroup is meeting this afternoon, so I will have to hang in there. Pray for me.
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