
Tintypographer
I am done as of 4-21-2023. Somewhere I am no more
- Apr 29, 2020
- 470
I hate my multiple jobs. I know many people would be glad to have careers but mine are endless meetings, people begging for my help, extra project managers and extra reviewers all to condense what I do down into a few bullet points on a PowerPoint image then we restart. People never come to me with good news. They come with collosal problems usually to derail whatever I'm working on. I work two jobs. Not because I need a second one but because the second one simply won't go away. No one ever comes and says "here is the screw up and here is what we have tested and here is what I recommend we do. The y usually email a Vice President at the company and say "the project looks like it is totally screwed and we don't have any way to fix it" which results in dozens of meetings and status reports for me to do and it's usually something like we need to switch suppliers or the data source for something was temporarily down.
This turned into a rant. It's not supposed to be. I don't want to live anymore. I spend all parts of my day wishing for death. It's horrible and painful and I no longer want to exist.
Every day I nearly pull the trigger to fly somewhere and jump from something. I don't tell my counselors or therapists the truth anymore. That just gets me in trouble.
This turned into a rant. It's not supposed to be. I don't want to live anymore. I spend all parts of my day wishing for death. It's horrible and painful and I no longer want to exist.
Every day I nearly pull the trigger to fly somewhere and jump from something. I don't tell my counselors or therapists the truth anymore. That just gets me in trouble.