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General Anxiety dream - this time, realizing I'd wandered away from one of my jobs...kind of flaked out during my break-time. Decided to try to return (was on public transportation) in the hopes that they'd not realize I'd been gone longer than normal. Needless to say, not something I've ever done in R.L.
My dreams seem to have been getting more to the point (the 5-HTP?) - displaying my current anxieties more clearly.
This morning, checking my other job's e-mail, I saw that the Access Services Head has sent out a mail to all of us LAs expressing her displeasure at the recent student assistant mistakes, many more than usual, that have, among other things, forced her and others to apologise to other libraries more in one month than she's had to for years. We'll all have to display our training records (this new semester has been yet another switch to a new training method from on high that we've had to adapt to, but of course, don't point out that little salient point; just point the finger at us) for accountability purposes, and even though the mistakes made were not in the area I'm training them in, I just felt my tension level skyrocket in a sort of micro-anxiety attack.
Nahhh, no stress in my life...why do you ask?
I think I have an anxiety problem (over and above any depression issues). And I think I've had it for so many years I've forgotten what it was like to not be this way. Not enough so I can't function; just enough so I'm f**ked-up and feeling like sh*t alot of the time.
F*cking Hurray.
My dreams seem to have been getting more to the point (the 5-HTP?) - displaying my current anxieties more clearly.
This morning, checking my other job's e-mail, I saw that the Access Services Head has sent out a mail to all of us LAs expressing her displeasure at the recent student assistant mistakes, many more than usual, that have, among other things, forced her and others to apologise to other libraries more in one month than she's had to for years. We'll all have to display our training records (this new semester has been yet another switch to a new training method from on high that we've had to adapt to, but of course, don't point out that little salient point; just point the finger at us) for accountability purposes, and even though the mistakes made were not in the area I'm training them in, I just felt my tension level skyrocket in a sort of micro-anxiety attack.
Nahhh, no stress in my life...why do you ask?
I think I have an anxiety problem (over and above any depression issues). And I think I've had it for so many years I've forgotten what it was like to not be this way. Not enough so I can't function; just enough so I'm f**ked-up and feeling like sh*t alot of the time.
F*cking Hurray.