same shit, different day

Ugh.  Hello, depression relapse.

Unfortunately, work has brought on a downwards spiral.  It turns out that my previous manager, who’s on leave, will still effectively be managing me from home.  I had a number of documents reworked to the effect that stuff was rearranged, but no real value was added.  It has the effect of making me feel like a worthless piece of shit.  I know intellectually that’s not true, but try telling my fucked-up brain that.  ‘Knowing’ and ‘believing’ are two different things.

Anyhow, the good thing is it’s reinforced the fact my decision to job-hunt was the correct one.  I should really trust my gut instincts more.  Now all I have to do is find a new job, and I’ll be set.  Wish me luck.

On a happier note, SO’s birthday last Saturday went well.  He loved his presents, and he was thoroughly spoiled by everyone, except his mother’s side of the family, who ignored him.  I love him so much and it hurts me when people treat him badly.  He deserves so much better.

Anyhow, I’m off to stare vacantly at the walls for another few hours.  Good times.