viernes, junio 27, 2025

Moving on

So, I'm gonna quit my job.
I sent an email to HR. So it's done, there's no back from it. 

I haven't spoken with my boss yet; he's new to the team, so that's my justification for that, because I didn't know how to talk to him, what to say, how to approach him. 
On Monday l'll send him a message through teams.

Why am I quitting? Because I'm bored and anxious. It's not a bad job, I just feel restless and I need to do something with that feeling. 

I never made any friends. There's that. I feel sad. I always regret not making any friends at work. It's just the way I am, but it's still sad. Maybe if I had any friends things would've been easier.

I don't talk to anyone. That frustrates me. I feel i'm doing something wrong. My work is fine, it's just me .

As always the problem is me. Just me being weird.

I'll be ok. I'll have a new job. A new chance to start, a fresh start. I'm gonna fuck it up, as always, but I can keep going. Running and running. Running away.

That's the way I am.

domingo, junio 15, 2025

día del Padre

El primer día del padre sin papá.
Obviamente ya no es un día para pensar en algo material sino en pensar en poner una veladora.
Pensar en él y dedicarle una pequeña oración.
Pensar y recordar.
 Te quiero mucho,  siempre te querré, papá. Te extraño.