pretty self explanatory huh? it's my brain talking to you.

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Day 1 

My name is Anne and I am unemployed.

If there will be an unemployed anonymous that would be my intro line.  I am 33, married and no kids yet.  I used to be a senior account manager of a direct marketing company that caters to fundraisers and officially today I do not have a job.

Do I sound like a loser? I hope not.

This will be my portal in unravelling why I ended up resigning and leaving my good paying job. This would be my avenue to honesty. I know no one really reads this site and I do not intend to advertise it. But if you are reading this, welcome to knowing me.

I decided to take it easy today, it is the first day so as they say, baby steps.

I will tell you the story on how I end up in this situation with no back up plan but let's save it for another day.

So for now I have my books and the tv remote close to me here in my own bed and its just after lunch (had a big breakfast so I haven't had lunch yet)  a lot of possibilities can happen and I am keeping my options open.

Bye for now and talk to you soon. This is the documentation of my being jobless and I still owe you a story.

Thanks for reading.


Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Hell, that's how I feel.

I was awake the whole time last night I was afraid that if I close my eyes and finally be able to sleep it'll be the morning the next minute I open them up. Yes I was so afraid for the new day to come, I guess I feel a little depressed. I am not really happy where I am career wise. I know I could do better, feel better, be better but that environment I am currently at is not giving me the opportunity to feel good about myself.

I am not wishing to be on top, I am thankful I have something to do, I am. I just don't feel like the place I called my comfort zone for years now is slowly starting to eat the life out of me. I hate waking up, I hate getting up to go there. Anywhere but there I always tell myself but day in I would always drag myself, drive down there do my routine which is just fine if only people would give me a break, allow me to do my thing and not to micromanage my life for me. Am I that stupid? For years have I been a burden, a liability? Why am I still there? Am I being given the impression that I am there because I'm a charity case?

So much drama I know, I just want to let it out. I am not happy where I am at this point and I'm having this urge inside to move on, take a risk and live my life.


Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Title? Where's the title slot???

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