SallyKitt "Action is the antidote to despair" - Joan Baez
I feel like a failure in so many aspects of my life. Intellectually I know that I am doing fine, but I feel stuck in my job—which I love and hate by turns—and I want to do something to be of service but can’t quite figure out what.
Visiting family on vacation was wonderful. They are great for my self-esteem. We’re a loving bunch. I wish I didn’t live 2000 miles away, but I don’t really want to live there again.
I find myself feeling desperately sad. I used to be the Pollyanna in every group. What happened?
Here are the things I see as eroders of my self-esteem:
1) 40 pounds overweight (there, I said it out loud)
2) Increasing isolation from friends (so many have drifted out of my weekly life, and my dearest local friend is moving to the opposite coast this month)
3) Isolation from my supportive family (although I do call them often)
4) Lack of recent publications of writing or photography
5) Work situation less than stable
6) Not particularly flattering hair cut.
7) Middle age in general
8) Lack of a current writing project that I really believe in…lack of ability to muster faith in myself as a writer due to continued indifference from publishers
9) Sudden onset of uncharacteristic sense that I have wasted my life. Never wanted kids, but I see people getting so much good out of their relationships, and I am sad to be on the periphery of all that all of a sudden.
10) Lack of involvement in my community
Okay, so I guess that gives me an idea of what to work on. I have started (another) fitness/weight loss program and am trying to feel optimistic about it. Gonna go work on my writing…No matter how little it seems to matter, at least I can say I’ve written.









