Good jolly, time goes by...

Hi, sorry for not being here for so long.

I had several hard times the last few months and had to struggle with them.

A short overview of my life the past few months:

September: I spend a lovely week at Aberdeen, Scotland, from work. My boss wanted me to think over a change at work from Kelheim to Mainburg. I told her after the visit that I would switch working places.

October: I switched places. Immediately I had problems finding a place in the team (my work hours were more in the evening and the team worked only half of the day until noon), I had no organisation in my work, it was not the work I wanted to do, I had severe problems with my boss that never surfaced before Aberdeen or my switch.

November: I had several nasty encounters with my boss. She pushed me down with a hard talk about me not being good enough, not looking good enough, being too cool and arrogant (hu? *grin*), using to much laughter and being all in all a total failure. Normally I don't give much to such talk, but since she is older than me and I thought it was a bit of a critic talk, I took notes and thought it over. I was severely depressed over the time because I talked myself into it really well. I thought everything she said was right. Then I had another meeting with her after which I seriously looked at a tree and thought about driving into it and how long I might be absent from work with that action. I was shocked by my behaviour. I let myself be fetched by my brother and spend the next one and a half weeks  at his place to get my act together and think about what had happened to me. I returned to work after that and wanted to talk to my boss. She told me she didn't have any time and maybe next week I could have a meeting with her. The next week I phoned her and told her (I was fed up with all of that): I am sorry, it was all my fault and I have organised my work new so I think I can really get a grip now.

One week after that she showed me my notice of termination.

I went out of my working place feeling lighter than ever. Next year I will be a freelancer and work at the airport with the people there. I cannot believe that I had five new job offers as soon as I got the termination! It was really liberating. Long live the new year, it will be so much better than this one. :)

And: I am back. *grin* 

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Tags: Depression, work, job