i understand the importance of wellness (physical, emotional, financial) but struggle to actually invest the time and money required into it still
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i understand the importance of wellness (physical, emotional, financial) but struggle to actually invest the time and money required into it still
i'll kill myself before succumbing to athleisure. nothing screams vanity like wearing a matching workout set from vuori/alo/lulu
i’m afraid of having a great life but wasting my time feeling miserable about it
i feel so lonely
i think i need to start journaling again instead of letting my thoughts bounce around until i can feel them going bad in my head. emotion should be questioned and processed
logically, i know:
- when i die, my career will have been meaningless. this is a means of survival and not some desire to make a grand, lasting impact on the world.
- people are not valued by their output.
- outside of my loved ones, others’ opinions of me do not matter.
somehow, still, i believe that:
- climbing the corporate ladder / making it into a “tier” of company will make my parents proud (though this is not a healthy metric for me to track and has been proven to be an impossible goal)
- because i feel envious of people’s achievements, reaching my goals will make others envious of me (though it’s a fallacy to assume that everyone is like me and silly to value the envy of others in the first place)
- more money = happier life (though i know my lifestyle wouldn’t change significantly unless i was making exponentially more, and even then my lifestyle improvements wouldn’t directly make me happier)
also assigning value to these things only makes life scarier when i inevitably experience a layoff?
it will take a lifetime to unlearn all of this, but if i want to ever have kids (insane thought), i cannot pass these lines of thinking down. i can spend time feeling resentful for the values my parents instilled in me or i can spend time actively rejecting them.
people across the board are obsessed with prestige and $. i went from being insane on r/premed and sdn to being insane on blind. it’s all the same!!! we’re all just rats in the rat race!!!
feeling drunk on hope
this is the year i become less scared of reaching out to people i think are cool (digitally)
it is what it is! the number of times i've cried this june/july rivals my covid depression era months, but this problem is soooo fixable. money can always be earned again. having an emergency fund is a privilege in of itself; i will not go into debt so it's okay!!!
realized at 25 that nobody is coming to save me; my parents know less than i think; financial security is everything
feeling happy with the sun on my back and good music. life is / can be / will be so simple
love you, mean it, say it back
signed a new job offer
things i'm happy about:
considering the current state of the market, getting an offer is an achievement!
<100 applications, 6% interview rate, 3 final rounds, 2.5 months from first application to offer are pretty solid stats for someone 1 year into their career
i'm confident that i interview well. i've had a lot of practice over the last year and a half, and though it was so awful spending weeknights and weekends prepping, it paid off! my 2024 jobhunt was much easier than my 2023 one, largely due to the work i put in a year ago. here's to hoping that the next time i start looking, it's even more painless
things i wonder about:
if i could have held out for longer at my current job (so detrimental to my emotional well being though...), would i have found a better offer in the coming months? i wish i knew how long i would need to wait in order for that to happen
will i ever break into a big/prestigious company? it seems like getting an internship during college at a name brand org really sets people up for success, but i just don't have that. i don't care so much about having that job, but it'd open doors for future roles and would guarantee a higher level of compensation
will i hit six figs at the next role? i don't know how much that money will matter to me to be honest - i'm not someone who wants much. it's more so to feel like i'm being compensated fairly and to feel like i can catch up financially to the people who've been making that since they were fresh out of college at 22
final thoughts:
i'm upset that i feel the need to quantify these things in the first place. of course, i'm very grateful to have a new job and think my sense of pride is well justified, but i'm annoyed that my career is something i value so highly right now. i know it ultimately means so little in the grand scheme of things
my dad is a high earner, and he's never felt satisfied with his compensation either. the bar will continue to move. either i can learn to be happy with what i have or i can spend a lifetime thinking about the next pay bump. my parents have shaped my relationship with money much more than i thought, and i resent them a little for not being more laid back about it.
i desperately need to take time off, and i will in the gap before the new role. the last time i took a true break (no productivity whatsoever) was for 5 days in september 2023. since then, personal or 9-5 work has leaked into my weekends. i spent my winter break creating my portfolio, and i haven't taken PTO outside of sick leave since then... not something that i feel good about. looking forward to enjoying my life a little more!
nobody is coming to save you. get up
my favorite toxic behavior lately is searching who got the job when i get rejected at the last round. this time i can’t be mad because the person that landed it had an additional 2 years of experience on me :(
let it be known that i wrote this in 2019 about someone who later cheated on me, was/is a pathological liar, broke up with me multiple times, and mailed me numerous letters and left multiple gifts on my car post breakup