I feel this 100%. Holding everyone else’s worries is exhausting - tough to let go of, and not anyone's job, but as an introverted empath, that is a very hard lesson to learn.
There never was a burning building. Yes. On my last day, I took calls until 4:30pm to soothe colleagues nervous about client handoffs. The machine has crunched on just fine without me, and I got to start writing and be fully present with my kids.
''You're work is not your worth''. This is a phrase that I have repeated to myself over and over again. Sometimes I believe it most times I don't. Yet I know so well what attaching my worth to my work has done to me. It's a very hard lesson to learn and I hope one day to say it and believe it.
Oh wow this piece hits close to home for me. I left my job three months ago and you perfectly describe what I was feeling. I’m very fortunate to be able to take some time off before I identify what’s next but I’m hopeful to some day say: “it’s just work!”.
Love this. I'm thinking to myself - what skills do I have that can transfer to freelance? I too, am done with the emotional labor. I want to do a "job" and provide a service and then clock out. But how? I have those same sticky notes on my desk!
This has led me into deep introspection about my relationship with work. Thank you for the reminder that work is important but it is not everything. Really excellent and perspective-setting piece❤️!
I feel this 100%. Holding everyone else’s worries is exhausting - tough to let go of, and not anyone's job, but as an introverted empath, that is a very hard lesson to learn.
Clearly Liz, you are a writer! I love the way this piece swirls around and circles back to the sticky note in the trash. Such poetic justice!
Oh this landed in a spot that I so needed to fill. Thanks for this!
"I was hollowing my heart out for work, but my job was never going to love me back."
Yup (*gulp*)
To be fair, you were the best Mom and Dad! Miss you, friend and so happy you've found balance!
There never was a burning building. Yes. On my last day, I took calls until 4:30pm to soothe colleagues nervous about client handoffs. The machine has crunched on just fine without me, and I got to start writing and be fully present with my kids.
''You're work is not your worth''. This is a phrase that I have repeated to myself over and over again. Sometimes I believe it most times I don't. Yet I know so well what attaching my worth to my work has done to me. It's a very hard lesson to learn and I hope one day to say it and believe it.
Oh wow this piece hits close to home for me. I left my job three months ago and you perfectly describe what I was feeling. I’m very fortunate to be able to take some time off before I identify what’s next but I’m hopeful to some day say: “it’s just work!”.
Love this. I'm thinking to myself - what skills do I have that can transfer to freelance? I too, am done with the emotional labor. I want to do a "job" and provide a service and then clock out. But how? I have those same sticky notes on my desk!
As we say in Italia, Brava :)
This has led me into deep introspection about my relationship with work. Thank you for the reminder that work is important but it is not everything. Really excellent and perspective-setting piece❤️!
Being the “fixer” is exhausting, both professionally and personally. I’m finding ways to balance it and then simply knowing when to walk away.