This job does not define me. When I walk out of those doors I can let it go. I have my husband. My daughter. My family and friends.
So why does it seem that it all bleeds together. And I cannot stop obsessing about every single thing that has been said. And that I allow that place to define me. That one negative opinion could ruin my outlook.
I
(
Read more... )
Comments 1
Reply
Leave a comment