Inadequate. That’s how I feel. And it sucks.
I feel inadequate in my work (all three jobs).
I feel inadequate as a fiancee.
I feel inadequate as a daughter.
I feel inadequate as an adult.
Now, I know that when my parents, fiance, friends, and co-workers read this, they will more than likely say, “You’re fine! You’re just overreacting!” but the bottom line is this is how I’m feeling.
I’m not going to put my business about my fiance and my parents out there because that is something I need to deal with internally. But as far as my jobs and my adult-ing, that I need to let out.
I make mistakes at work and I feel as if all of my mistakes are pointed out to me, and I am constantly judged for the decisions I make. I try to take on more responsibility and I am shunned. I try to help the patients and I am pulled away and told that I’m too soft. I try to help the clients and I’m told that I’m not pushy enough. When did being nice and “soft” become something to be ashamed of? All my life I wanted to help people, I wanted to make people happy. I went to college to get a Psychology degree to learn how to professionally help people and it got me a job that I’m looked down upon for attempting to treat the patients with the best care and compassion I can. I’m confused. Why does being soft have to be so negative. Why does showing that I care and that I understand have to be something that I should change? I’m so tired of me being me, not being enough.
I am constantly being reminded that I spend too much money, and I get it. I do. I am the first person to admit that I am an impulsive spender and I spend on stupid shit I do not need because I am more blessed and spoiled than anyone I know. I am a hard worker, but I have been given most things in life. I did earn my grades, and I earned my job by interviewing and showing my compassion, but a lot of other things, I was given. I understand that I have barely any bills right now, especially for a 23 year old, but I’m trying my best to deal with what I have. I do not want to get myself too deep in the hole, but I want to live a life full of things that bring me and my family happiness. Whether that be an evening together playing UNO, or a night out at dinner. I don’t want money to define my activities to a certain extent. I understand this is the perspective of a young, white, privileged female, but that is what I am and this is how I choose to live. I wish I had more self control when it came to spending, and I know that I will get there. I’ll get there when I am down to my last pack of Ramen Noodles and me and my fiance have to split it for dinner until we get paid the next day. I know that day will come, but for right now, I’m just trying to take things step by step and learn how to control my money as it comes. Until the day I have to skip dinner, I’m going to keep buying myself the McChickens and Subway subs to keep my body healthy.
I know this was a huge rant and none of it made any sense, but I had to write or I would not be able to fall asleep before my 16 hour shift tomorrow. And for that many hours of work and working on day 4 of a 10 day long streak without a break, I need as much sleep as I can get. Thanks for reading. I just needed someone to write to.