Panic attacks cause one to harbor bad feelings about one's job. Especially when the stress that causes those attacks are the direct result of the job itself. I've got to get out of teaching in districts that are so incredibly... well, in-need of reform. Maybe I'll go back into the lab, if anyone would have me. I'd love a government job. In those things, I pursue.
My wife is pregnant with our third love-child. She (and my mother in-law) say that because God has given us this gift, He will also give us a way to provide for him/her. Pray that I find God's plan. Because I trust that He won't leave me to hang out and fail my family. Pray that I develop the self-confidence to succeed in whatever job He gives me. Pray that I develop the faith to trust in this future. As stated before, this next year is going to ber precarious. Bankruptcy, career change, pregnancy. Yikes. It's enough to drive one sick... oh, wait... you know, cause massive weight loss, a closing esophagus, anxiety, panic-attacks, deeper depression... I'm not supposed to be ruminating.
It's possible that the Sam-E supplement that I've been taking MAY be causing my extra anxiety and panic attacks. Time to stop taking that pill and see what happens, I guess.
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