...and as Pollyanna as I felt such a short while ago, today I am anything but a positive, forward thinking person. Some days things still feel overwhelming to me, and today happened to be one of those days.
I used the QuitNet Vent Tent but a gentleman with thousands of days under his belt seems to think it is mostly a bad thing to vent there. I did mention in my post that it would be appreciated if judgementalism could be left behind, but I got a short retort. I don't have any desire to fight with somebody over whether or not one should use the Vent Tent to vent. He's welcome to his opinion.
Thus I am left with a dire need to vent.
I don't need to defend my need to vent. This is my blog and I'll vent if I feel it will (or might) have a positive value for me. Today is such a day.
Usually I get frustrated because of things I've done, not because of the stupidity or thoughtlessness of others. Today is no exception. I was asked for information by a person who, in my opinion, was entitled to an answer. Another person, a dear friend, has drawn my attention to the fact that my giving this person the answer I did has put my dear friend in a bad spot.
I didn't mean to.
I can see why he said I did. I can try to explain to him that his logic is based on false assumptions, but ultimately it won't matter. This person is a friend - a brother in my heart, actually - and I don't want him to be upset, with me or with my action. I sincerely believe that what I did is and will be of no real negative consequence to my friend. But I doubt he'll see it that way. Ever.
In addition, I took a job (as a "contractor" as opposed to as an "employee") as a "Lead Web Master" and for this entire week all I've been allowed to work on is print graphics. I end the day feeling very frustrated because I'm just not a print graphics artist. It takes people a long time to develop those skills. I developed my web graphics and web mastering and web development skills rather than print graphics.
So I feel stupid. Every night.
Yes indeedy, it's been a day. And there really isn't anything that makes it all better, other than just spewing it out here. My best friend and Sister of the Soul says that journaling is like taking out the garbage. I tend to believe everything she says, but in this case I've given it considerable thought and can find absolutely no flaw in her logic whatsoever.
Now why would somebody think that's a bad thing?
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