it can get better. the only way to know what will happen is to hang on.
put your energy into being more aware. of your feelings, of your environment, of the things around you and within you that influence your mood. realize that what you are experiencing does not define you.
oh one more reply - sorry, Missile Command was a video game from before you were born. it involved having to predict where a projectile was moving and launching countermeasures toward it.
unless, of course, you have the ability to sacrifice your (probably narrowing) 'free' personal time to try and desperately maintain your skills in (the stuff you love) in order to remain relevant
this is the real danger about being pushed in directions you don't really want to go. the forces pushing you are also burning the bridges behind you as you move
as my responsibilities move farther away from what i'm passionate about (and i was good at) it gets tougher to make the argument that i need to change focus back to (those things) because i'm no long as good at the latest techniques, since my experience has lapsed
also me: i drove all day, drank lots of coffee, ate bad food, forgot to take my meds and vitamins, went to sleep late in a strange bed, woke up to random unfamiliar noises
headed into the city tomorrow for DevOpsDays Boston. if you’re going, say hi! i promise i’ll only look terrified to meet new people for a brief moment.
this begin-to-reply-and-then-delete extends to things where someone tweets something in apparent frustration and i type a reply trying to help then i wonder if they were actually just venting and i don’t want to mansplain so i delete my draft reply
that thing where you follow awesome people on twitter who tweet funny things that make you laugh, and you want to make them laugh too so you type out a reply that riffs on their joke, but then you don’t want to look like a jerk trying to 1-up them so you delete your reply.
saddest thing about twitter is when a dude with 17 followers gets to espouse his crappy opinion at a highly functional, exceptional & well-regarded person (almost always a woman) & they’re forced to address him or appear elitist or exclusionary if they ignore his baseless attack.
disconcerting trend with mapping apps and websites: obscuring or just flat-out hiding the address of the thing you looked for (so you can’t write it down/put it into another app)