I’ve been searching for a remote position (and of course contemplating just never working for anyone else ever again) for 8 months. This, on top of other hard personal stuff, has really made me someone I’m not proud of. The exhaustion and stress and mental distress of it all has taken a toll on me. And I don’t like who I’ve become. I’m much less patient, more cynical, and overall negative. And I hate this version of me. It’s the in-between version of me that has to endure, I know. But I’m so ashamed. How did I get here? I think about how free and happy I’d be if I never had to work a corporate 9-5 ever again and I could cry. I’m a small business owner but can’t put effort into it right now because of how depressed I’ve become. I can’t quit because I contribute half of the household income and have a small child. Sigh. I’m just venting. I’m thankful for this life but so damn tired. I can’t wait to recognize myself again. Thanks for reading. Please don’t leave a comment if you have nothing nice to say. I’m not in the right mindset for that right now.