It’s funny how you can’t deny or change who you are at your core, despite how hard you try. That can be both a good and a bad thing, sometimes at the same time. My current work environment does not make me happy and I don’t feel appreciated by my supervisors. I am a skilled and determined employee. I pour my heart into my assignments and genuinely care about doing a thorough, respectable job, for myself and the organization that I serve. The most frustrating thing I am finding as of recently is not feeling like my authentic self is not appreciated.
Now, don’t misinterpret what I am saying as I have no intention of appearing conceited or needy for attention. I take pride in my work ethic and am fully conscious of the high percentage of sub-par employees with whom I populate our office with. I know my worth and I am not afraid to say it. I am proud of how far I have progressed in my organization in the short eleven years of my employment. I am also fully aware of how many coworkers put out a mediocre product, it is no shock to anyone as they are transparent with their lack of interest or hustle on the job.
So, given that I bust my hump, day in and day out, routinely coming into work with aches and pains, even limping at times, one can see how I would be frustrated when my upper management lacks any empathy for my recurring injuries, given my undying dedication I routinely exhibit in my workplace. If one of my bosses called me at 2am and needed a favor, I would be there and they know it. When someone has a complicated task that they need to entrust to someone they know will deliver, on time and well-done, I am the one they call. So it is reasonable that I feel let down by the very people who employ me.
But it’s not personal, it’s business. And even I have to remember that at times. Hugo is constantly telling me that I need to distance myself from caring so intently about my career because, in the end, it is just a job. None of the people I work with will be there fifty years from now, when I am waddling around after knee replacement surgery, which is inevitable, needing a hand up the stairs. You know who will be there, my Hugo. My eternal best friend and the love of my life.
Despite feeling unhappy at times and frustrated with things that I definitely can’t change, it helps to put pen to paper and vent. It also helps to take a moment to realize that despite how certain individuals treat me, I will continue fighting on. I can’t change my devotion and my intense interest in doing a good job. That drive is inherent and honestly, I don’t want it to change. I will always work hard and be determined to be the best because that is in my blood. And deep down I know that one day I will settle into a position with like-minded people where I am appreciated for who I am.