A letter from August 10th, 2022

Dear FutureMe, You’re in a state of flux right now. At this point in time, dear reader, the protagonist has entered herself into therapy. Finally. Part of the reason is the new job. Let me tell you, logistics in the US is stressful. And I am not coping well with this role. I only fell into this line of work because these were one of the only jobs that you could work remotely from, and whaddya know, a pandemic happened. And after switching to another logistic job, it’s made me want to reconsider even being in this field in the first place. I used to do graphic design but I left because, I felt disillusioned? All I wanted to do was make art but after experiencing having it as a job it just kind of ****** the passion a little. And by a little I mean a lot. I know I’m not in a super terrible job right now but it’s not a fit for me. I can’t tell if this is growing pains only being here for 3 months or my gut telling me to do literally anything else but sit at a desk all day dealing with emails of who owes who money in the supply chain industry. It’s boring. It’s tiring. It’s stressful. I wish I could say I know where I want to go next but honestly? At this point I just don’t want to feel stressed out anymore. Maybe I just needed to write this out for today so tomorrow will feel less awful. See you in a less hectic future (here’s hoping!)