Nobody Wants Advice After Messing Up
What we really need is compassion
Last week I was let go from my job.
It’s been a rather traumatic experience.
I’m already practicing many of the lessons I’ve learned to get me through hard times. Heck, I’m in the middle of reading The Happiness Advantage by Shawn Achor, and it’s helping loads.
But some days, it’s really hard just to get out of bed.
This morning was one of those days. It’s officially been an entire week of unemployment. And, although I’d like to be able to say otherwise, I am still feeling mentally sickened about the whole ordeal.
I mistakenly thought I would be 100% thrilled to be free. I do love being rid of the 40-hour workweek, office life, and dysfunctional management of my former employer. But it’s not so simple.
When you lose your job, it hurts, mentally and emotionally. It’s the same with any awful experience, really.
You can’t stop thinking about everything you did wrong. Not to mention wondering how you’re going to make it financially, no matter what the numbers say.
You wish you could fix it all. But even that hurts to think about because you know that doing so would mean being right back in that toxic environment.
