After a 14 hour work day for which I didn’t get paid, and in fact paid out quite a bit, for which I won’t get any credit or any benefits, all I can think of is an image of a cartoon character’s jaw hitting the floor in shock. Because how dumb is that? Every businesswoman/man the world over is appalled that I would work for free, I’m sure. The thing is, that’s how much I love my line of work. I don’t want to do it for free, obviously, but I sometimes do anyway.
I love what I do. I’d love even more to get paid for it and to work consistently. I have this conflict a lot. I WOULD work for free, but I wish I didn’t have to. Okay, enough complaining (for now). I’m trying to move forward.
But I hate people and interacting with people and seeing people and having to work with people. Hey, is this why I don’t get work with people? I may have just cracked the code…
I feel like I need someone to help me figure this all out. How do I get paid? How do I get work? How do I get up in the morning and face the world and not want to cry, eat cake, watch tv, and cry some more?
Day 75 – Help Needed
A Year to Grieve 