just opened threads. it’s basically a fake app from a tv show that a teenage girl uses right before being murdered by cyberbullies. not doing that again
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I like my job & want to be good at it & can see myself having a “career” in it whatever that means
but tbh the way people talk about a career as also being a calling, a passion etc. isn’t how I feel about my job. those feelings are always going to be reserved for writing, and no matter how much I like my job, it’s always just going to feel like a job, a necessary distraction from the work I actually want to be doing
in some ways this is a good thing! having your job also be your passion can be a quick route to burnout/bitterness/the job subsuming the passion/sucking the life out of it. I care about my job and it connects to my passions but I can still disconnect from it at the end of the day and have mental and physical energy for the stuff I do want to devote time to outside of work
but when I express any ambivalence or negativity (even minor negativity) about my job & the fact that it’s just going to take up so much space for the rest of my life, people sometimes get very confused or angry or defensive. there’s this sense that I should shut up & be grateful I have the job at all and god knows I am but that doesn’t change the fact that some days I wake up and want to scream because I’d rather be talking with a friend or writing or reading a good book or editing a manuscript for a freelance client—anything other than answering my little emails. I said something about not wanting to go back to the office after vacation and my mom looked so surprised. “I thought you liked your job.” And I do! But no matter how much I like it, I know I’m still there because I have to be. and I know if I was magically granted the time & money necessary to JUST write and edit, I’d still be unsatisfied in some ways & there might be days it felt like just a job but I still think I’d walk out the door in a second if I knew I could
theyre madly in love they want each other dead theyre trapped together in an endless cycle theyre divorced theyve been married for 25 years they know nothing about each other theyre each the only one who truly understands the other. i didnt say their name but they popped into your head didnt they
