Stressed and nervous. Just found out my boss wants to train me to be a supervisor, i know i should be happy with the opportunity but my communications skills are terrible and i dont really like telling people what to do... im worried my team mates wont respect me because of how socially awkward i am.
I feel pretty good at the moment. I went for a walk along the beach earlier, just for a half-hour but it felt good. That's something I wanna do more, is get out and go walking. One of my goals is to join the gym at some stage. I know it'll be expensive, but I'm sure it'll be worth it. Should be good for my SA as well, because the only contact I have with people is being served in the supermarket/video store. Ugh. I wanna get out and do stuff! Just small steps at a time...
I feel pretty good at the moment. I went for a walk along the beach earlier, just for a half-hour but it felt good. That's something I wanna do more, is get out and go walking. One of my goals is to join the gym at some stage. I know it'll be expensive, but I'm sure it'll be worth it. Should be good for my SA as well, because the only contact I have with people is being served in the supermarket/video store. Ugh. I wanna get out and do stuff! Just small steps at a time...
Small steps are always good, I hope eventually you can do things you want. Good luck.
Well... it seems my older sister, Vicky - the sister I rarely talk to - and I are more alike than we both realise, according to my mum. And we actually agree with each other, and can see that our oldest sister has become a right, stuck-up, pretentious bitch within the last year - since meeting her new boyfriend. That's the problem, btw. It is for me, anyway.
Because I'm no all that impressed by big words, despite having The Complete Works of Shakespeare and a Collins English dictionary and thesaurus on my bookshelf. I know... ironic. 🙄 I actually have rather cruel, angry, brutal rant in my head about the whole situation with my sister, regarding how I feel. But don't know if it's wise to post it here...?
Well... it seems my older sister, Vicky - the sister I rarely talk to - and I are more alike than we both realise, according to my mum. And we actually agree with each other, and can see that our oldest sister has become a right, stuck-up, pretentious bitch within the last year - since meeting her new boyfriend. That's the problem, btw. It is for me, anyway.
Because I'm no all that impressed by big words, despite having The Complete Works of Shakespeare and a Collins English dictionary and thesaurus on my bookshelf. I know... ironic. 🙄 I actually have rather cruel, angry, brutal rant in my head about the whole situation with my sister, regarding how I feel. But don't know if it's wise to post it here...?
I'm sorry about your sister, if you want to talk my inbox is always open.
I'm sorry about your sister, if you want to talk my inbox is always open.
Okay... but I don't think you'd want to hear that rant I was referring to. Despite the fact it's been going round in my mind since 2am. As much as I want to vent my frustration.
Okay... but I don't think you'd want to hear that rant I was referring to. Despite the fact it's been going round in my mind since 2am. As much as I want to vent my frustration.
Its okay, if you want to vent then go for it. I think its better to let out what's bothering you.
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