I AM OFFICIALLY ABANDONING DEZEMBERTRÄUME. I'll see if I can turn you guys' prompts into something for the new year, since I have a few written, but right now my muse is desert land.
Work continues to suck. I've been holding back on breaking down crying all day today. At the moment I work 40 hours a week, for a pay of 400€ - I have no qualifications, that's why it's so little that I get, but I'm doing my damn best, and what I can do, I do well. I've been told I'm great with the kids and great support for the actual kindergartener (whatever they're called), which is incredibly nice to hear and know, but well. At the moment things just suck; the atmosphere in the kindergarten is bad (after it was good last week, because the colleague that brings the tension in was sick), and I don't even get the half-hour break that after six hours of work the law says I have to take. On top of that, because I work in two different places, I get to do all the events happening after-hours, so two days out of five I end up staying longer - sometimes up to four hours longer - and working overtime. I have 25 hours of overtime which I don't get paid for and that I have little chance of actually reducing.
For the pay I get, it just isn't worth it. My mental state is bad, and I have trouble sleeping. I can't write, because of my work hours I can't ride, and I go home taking work with me, because the situation there just plain sucks and I'm someone who can't just leave that behind. I'd continue to do it for more money (so I'd have one worry off my plate, 'cause that'd at least stabilise my financial situation), but I don't think that's gonna happen, so I'm probably going to have to cut down on my hours to actually, y'know, preserve my mental health.
I just don't know. I don't even have the energy to be angry any more, which is a big warning signal. I'm disappointed and feel kind of hopeless when it comes to things getting better. I mean, will they?
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