This photo has nothing to do with this post, but it's my blog, so I can do whatever I want, right? I took this photo while on a walk today. Boone's Tavern in Denver. Once I found my dream job, I eagerly threw myself into my work. I had so much new stuff to learn, and so much to unlearn. I had a mentor right there on the spot, and he spent hours teaching me what he knew. He filled my head with new ideas and thoughts of a bright future and all of the great things we could do...
As I mentioned last week, work stress really started taking its toll on me. For the first few years, I was distracted by friends, a new lifestyle, and dating. Back in dental school, most of my friends were guys. They often shared funny dating stories and jokes about how every 28 year-old woman wanted to get married. They were fine dating 27 year-old gals, but those 28 year-olds were on a mission, and these guys wanted no part in it. I laughed right along with them and made fun of how desperate these women seemed. That was never going to...
As dentistry and I started to spend all of our time together, I was forced to face our compatibility issues. As the relationship grew, more red flags appeared. The days of leaving work at work were growing more sparse. The daily stresses were following me home and keeping me up at night. I was suddenly investing as much time in worrying about my work as I invested in studying when I was in school. Payday became the best day of the month, as it was my way of consoling myself over the realization that maybe I wasn’t in love. It...
