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Cathlete
I was thinking about this today, wondering.
Wondering what I will do if I hate being an RN. Where will I go next? Then I think back to when I started this journey. I wasn't sure then either. Back then I hated my desk job that now doesn't look so bad. Before that I hated my retail job that now doesn't look so bad. So far I have found nothing that really feels like "me".
To be honest, I get tired of trying. I wonder if that is all life is, is getting up day after day and going through the motions. I wonder why I live with so much discontent when my life is pretty good, actually?. There are many others worse off than me, no doubt. But I don't really enjoy living, to be honest. If I died in a car crash today, I wouldn't care. I would care that my family would care but it would not matter to me. I have felt this way for some time...I've posted about it here before and many chimed in with the "depression" thing, but honestly, I don't think that is it anymore. I honestly feel like I fit in nowhere and that I will never find anything that makes me *truly* happy. I don't know why this is. I feel like I keep searching, and searching, and searching for the meaning in it all, for something that justifies my existence in this world and there is nothing. And I get tired of searching, I get tired of trying to find "me". I wonder why I can't find me, why am I discontent? I don't know how to explain this really... I don't know how to explain this to my hubby when I am feeling down and he asks me what is wrong...But life is work for me. All the time. The good does not outweigh the bad. The nice little things don't make up for the big bad things. I go through the motions of everyday life, trying to "find myself" simply because it is the socially acceptable thing to do and any alternative would hurt those that I love. That is it. Is this wrong? Maybe this had to do with me not finding a profession I "love", I don't know. Maybe it is because I feel like a failure, professionally. But it does feel like the only things I would "love" are those things that don't make much $$. My sister swears that I should have pursued a fitness degree/profession long before this, she swears that that is likely to be what I *really* want but just won't admit it because in some way it is not prestigious enough for me or I don't see it as a real career. I just don't know how to make that kind of career a money maker!?? I just got a degree for a career that is in high demand and I am not really excited about it! What gives?
So I think, like the end of a Sex in the City episode where Cari ponders: What is it that makes some of us chronically unhappy, feeling like we fit in nowhere in life and others who have no problem going through the hum drum of everyday life, feeling sure that there existence here has meaning?
I don't intend this to be a downer post or one to engage sympathies, so please don't flame me for rambling... I was just wondering this to myself, wondering if others feel this way and what you think of it...
Wondering what I will do if I hate being an RN. Where will I go next? Then I think back to when I started this journey. I wasn't sure then either. Back then I hated my desk job that now doesn't look so bad. Before that I hated my retail job that now doesn't look so bad. So far I have found nothing that really feels like "me".
To be honest, I get tired of trying. I wonder if that is all life is, is getting up day after day and going through the motions. I wonder why I live with so much discontent when my life is pretty good, actually?. There are many others worse off than me, no doubt. But I don't really enjoy living, to be honest. If I died in a car crash today, I wouldn't care. I would care that my family would care but it would not matter to me. I have felt this way for some time...I've posted about it here before and many chimed in with the "depression" thing, but honestly, I don't think that is it anymore. I honestly feel like I fit in nowhere and that I will never find anything that makes me *truly* happy. I don't know why this is. I feel like I keep searching, and searching, and searching for the meaning in it all, for something that justifies my existence in this world and there is nothing. And I get tired of searching, I get tired of trying to find "me". I wonder why I can't find me, why am I discontent? I don't know how to explain this really... I don't know how to explain this to my hubby when I am feeling down and he asks me what is wrong...But life is work for me. All the time. The good does not outweigh the bad. The nice little things don't make up for the big bad things. I go through the motions of everyday life, trying to "find myself" simply because it is the socially acceptable thing to do and any alternative would hurt those that I love. That is it. Is this wrong? Maybe this had to do with me not finding a profession I "love", I don't know. Maybe it is because I feel like a failure, professionally. But it does feel like the only things I would "love" are those things that don't make much $$. My sister swears that I should have pursued a fitness degree/profession long before this, she swears that that is likely to be what I *really* want but just won't admit it because in some way it is not prestigious enough for me or I don't see it as a real career. I just don't know how to make that kind of career a money maker!?? I just got a degree for a career that is in high demand and I am not really excited about it! What gives?
So I think, like the end of a Sex in the City episode where Cari ponders: What is it that makes some of us chronically unhappy, feeling like we fit in nowhere in life and others who have no problem going through the hum drum of everyday life, feeling sure that there existence here has meaning?
I don't intend this to be a downer post or one to engage sympathies, so please don't flame me for rambling... I was just wondering this to myself, wondering if others feel this way and what you think of it...