I had a job interview today, and it didn't go well. This afternoon, parts of the morning kept coming back to me in horrific flashbacks, causing me to feel crapper and crapper, beating myself up even more than usual. But then I was listening this song and it struck me how unneccessary that was. I'm harder on myself than any other person could conceivably be. If you want to insult me or bring me down, don't bother, because I got there first.
Why do I let myself do that? If I don't have faith in myself, who will? Today might not have gone well, but it doesn't define me. One thing I hang on to is that I'm good at my job. I know I'm good at my job, I know I'm an asset, and although it's a cliche to say, if they don't offer me the position, it's their loss. I don't need to feel bad, I don't need to eat my body weight in chocolate, or drown my sorrows in wine. I may not be a very religious person, but I have faith in myself, and faith that life will muddle its way to where I need to be.
I'm moving on.
Next.
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