Two Sides

On one hand people - everywhere, too! - encourage me to take a break.

I worked and had many a private bad encounter "at the side line" (as probably many of you had, too, parents dying, partners nearly, too, etc, etc).

The lady at the work agency said I need a big break and doctors (plural) agree.

And you get used to it, too!

Or - to tell the truth! - citalopram took my life away for more than two months!

I am still not half as fit as I was before!!!!

And then... I have to face .. no understanding - from the closest person in my life.
"You stay at home all day".
That hurts. So bad.
And from a person who "suffered" the same, too.

I try to get back on track, I do.

A stupid introvert, me.
I cannot remember names OR faces well.
I am "old".
Great features to get a new job. (not).
There are no "Dipl.-Ing."s anymore. thanks, Angela Merkel.
I have been told I have no "nothing" (I´m a graduated engineer!).

So... what is next in for me.
Working hours: 05:45 am - 1:45 pm... a LUXURY I will not get back.
6 weeks off every two years to go to Perth... I will not get that back.

16 YEARS I was allowed to show I can do a more than a good job so the 9-5 customer agrees to my life-style.
Plus one year to kill me finally. 17 years I worked for that company and always loved it, too - till the new "boss" came...

I know.
People get sick - I lost both parents to cancer, I do know.
Haha, who is next? Genes, huh...

But, hey.

I am sick and tired.

My right ear kills me with that constant swoosh.

No Lion today.
In German it is: Ich mag nicht mehr.