This patience this is overrated. I'm doing what I can to make things better for my crew at work (who due to my manager being a passive aggressive wench, I've gotten to work with a good deal more), but it's taking a while. And honestly, it's wearing at me. My emotional and mental reserves are drained, and if not for the people I call friends, I don't think I'd have made it this long.
Granted, I'm trying to figure out how much of this is due to the fact that I've pretty much left myself emotionally opened for a while and it's hurting because while I'm open, the person in question is seemingly stuck in friend mode. Such is the problem with being the person with no confidence, no real redeeming qualities, and no real hope who falls for her best friend time and time again.
Ah well, back to better thoughts. If things work out... I'll be putting my name in for consideration in terms of managing my little corner of the work world. That's a very optimistic if.
Granted, I'm trying to figure out how much of this is due to the fact that I've pretty much left myself emotionally opened for a while and it's hurting because while I'm open, the person in question is seemingly stuck in friend mode. Such is the problem with being the person with no confidence, no real redeeming qualities, and no real hope who falls for her best friend time and time again.
Ah well, back to better thoughts. If things work out... I'll be putting my name in for consideration in terms of managing my little corner of the work world. That's a very optimistic if.
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