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| stressed | 6:22pm 3/29/2002  |
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I had originally hoped to post at least once every couple of days, but the bitch goddess of work has once again made it clear to me who wears the pants in our relationship. All week long I have been feeling not so great, and each morning I tell myself "Okay, today I am going home early to get some rest". And each day I am at work later than the day before. I have this really bizarre love/hate relationship with my work at the moment. From the start, let me say this: I think the work being done in my lab is some of the most interesting and novel radiological research being done in the world. I'm just never quite sure exactly how I fit into it. Some days I am thrilled with what I am doing and feel like I have definitely found my niche, and that there is a promising future for me here. Other days I get this harrowing sensation that I am carving out a technician's role for myself, and that my research is going nowhere. It's like I'm manic depressive, but only when it comes to work. As I wrote about a few weeks ago, I know I have a problem changing gears. So perhaps what I am experiencing is just relating to my transition from working on a project defined by someone else to developing my own research themes. The bottom line though is that it's tough, and I am really stressed out at the moment. | |
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