Courtesy of T. Allen-Mercado.- Life can be planned, but it always remains unpredictable... Tonight, my Kipenzi told me that one of his coworkers committed suicide. I didn't have words for him, but I mustered up an "I'm sorry" and a "wanna talk?" He both accepted and declined. Having the next two nights off will hopefully give him time to at least process what has happened. I can imagine the difficulty of dealing with the stress of pay cuts, furloughs, and mandatory overtime; coupled with the stress of manning a population of inmates. It all starts to weigh on the psychy.
- While my tasks appear manageable, what is being demanded of me makes me doubt my abilities. Those "back of the mind" thoughts have made their way to the front and have put down roots. They aren't the thoughts that are produced solely by fear and anxiety, but those that are the product of not having a strong enough support network. The fact that I have 'been here and done this' makes the whole situation frustrating.
That's all for now... what's up with you?
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