therapy: session one

i have asked myself before what a blog is and what it is for. today, i found out while reasearching about a different topic -- burnout. i chanced upon some sites which mentions both burnout and weblogging *light bulb*.

yoda: weblogging leads to blogging, blogging leads to blog.

anyway, there was an article about bloggers suffering burnout and that some people "blog away" burnouts.

i think there's some truth in them. i don't believe that all bloggers are burnt out, but there could be a handful (like some people i know who has two blog sites and could not even update them *nooninooninoo*) then, you can read how most bloggers rant or rave about the things that are happening in their lives. so this is not really far from what i first wrote -- blog = free therapy!

ok enough introductions, here goes my first therapy session:

recently, i resigned from my five-long-years-second-job. i was really experiencing major stress. one time i just broke down because i was not able to send out my laundry.

reader: whaaaaaaaaat?!?

yeah, right! but it did happen. i was so tied up with work that i didn't have time to do anything else. i realized all this one saturday when i couldn't go out for lunch because i had to go to work. but then, i couldn't pull out any clean or decent clothes from my wardrobe. i just burst into tears *major self-pity*

i knew i needed to do something. i was lucky i had a scheduled vacation. but i knew that wasn't enough. so i quit my job, went to boracay, then to bohol, and rested for a few more weeks. but i had to get a new job, i hated the idea, but i had to if i want to survive.

i admit that i'm very lucky to get a job. but somehow, it doesn't feel right. at first, everything seems to be going well. then as each day passed i was starting to lose interest with my work again. i feel bored. sometimes i can't sleep at night not knowing why. everyday i have to drag myself to work (that is if i could at all).

now i'm still at a lost. my contract is almost over and i still don't know what to do next... "que sera, sera..."