Ok, I admit it…

Ok, I admit it, I’m having a mid-life crisis. Who’d of thought! It’s still hard for me to believe. I sit at work or at home and feel restless. I feel like there’s something else I should be doing. Something that will be more meaningful, more fulfilling, more helpful, more memorable, more enjoyable… It has GOT to be out there, right? Something that will make people stand up and take notice. Something meaningful. Sadly, my job is sort of like that now. Any normal person would be intrigued, inspired and motivated. But me, I have hit burn-out so bad after 9 years, I can’t appreciate it any longer. I no longer have the motivation to create and inspire the kids I am with. Why? What has changed? Just because I had a few birthdays? What is it that made me so totally switch my thinking? A few years ago I was wanting to acquire more education to be able to delve deeper into finding out what creates Autism. Now, thinking about going back to school just makes me tired. Will this change? Is there hope to find ones passions again without buying a new motorcycle or running away with an 18 yr old? (Just kidding, honey :0) ) I guess we’ll find out…

4 thoughts on “Ok, I admit it…

  1. Oh, my, Kim,
    I have been there. I sometimes wonder if it’s a midlife crisis or a little depression in response to how overloaded we all are every day. All I know is that some days I just want to walk away. Hang in there. And if you find a hot, loaded, intelligent 18 yr old that looks like Johnny Depp, George Clooney, or Robert Pattinson and has an identical twin, call me and we’ll have a blast!
    Love you, my dear,
    Valerie

  2. Woman, you’d better be kidding! 😐

    I’m sure after a bit of time off you’ll find something that tickles your fancy, and if you don’t, I love having you home.

  3. Just a quick comment.. I think a lot of us have had those feelings one time or another. Now on the young man thoughts remember he must have a brother, you cant go without me and we can definitely get some motorcycles and become hot mamas on wheels.

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