This is not yet done. I just want to get violent with my colors because today is just beyond crap. It’s like all the attacks on me spiritually culminated yesterday.

You see, one of my reporters lied. If the party concerned would sue us, we will lose. I spent the entire day tracing what went wrong. It turns out the issue was overlooked by the editor on duty and the reporter’s blatant lie. 

I AM SO STRESSED.

I just want to scream and just drop on the floor.

One co-worker friend told me I wasn’t remiss with reminders, guidance, and training. I did all I can do as a manager. The onus is on this particular reporter. It wasn’t because the reporter was only negligent; there was also the intention to lie and think could get away with it.

This is just…🤦🏻‍♀️

All my energy is gone. I’m so drained and all my good intentions for the day flew out the window.

I don’t think I’ll be able to fix this painting now or in the future given my current mental and emotional state.

If only I could bury myself in sand.

I’m better this morning. There is always a new day. It’s not always going to be bad. I just have to let go of things I cannot control and live life that is not always pegged onto my job.

Remember, there is always a new day.