Tiny Drop, Vast Ocean
Jun. 28th, 2022 08:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
countessofsnarkI've said it many times before and the current state of the world seems to confirm this resolution: it may just be best for everyone's mental health if we stop reading the news and stop letting ourselves fall into the rabbit hole that is social media. The world is a scary place. It was back when we were children, and it remains so right into adulthood.
Life goes on, we're just a tiny drop in a big ocean. As a woman, I feel violated by the very idea of not being able to regulate my own body. But my voice is drowned out amongst the noise - both offline and online. There is little I can do but be grateful that I live in a country that is somewhat progressive in matters of marriage, abortion, and adoption. I should be grateful too that I am not in a position where decisions like the one that was taken across the Atlantic Ocean will not affect me - though there may be repercussions, like the tiniest of ripples from what is surely a massive earthquake of disappointment and violation of our most precious asset: free will.
Work too has me in a vice like grip - I will not be losing my job when this temporary assignment ends, but it will have me choose to go back to where I came from, team wise, or finding something else aka another employer. The other options would be an extension of the assignment (and with each passing day, I lose hope to see this become a reality) or to find a job that is the extension of this at the head office of my current employer. It's such a shitty position to be in that my summer is on the verge of being ruined in spite of having so many other things to rejoice about.
So yes, most of this is in my head. And I could write a dozen lofty words about how I feel insignificant and yet they would not suffice to capture the feelings I experience. Language has its limits, no matter how potent said language may be. So now, more than ever, I turn to a simple motto as my guide in life:
Keep calm and carry on.
Life goes on, we're just a tiny drop in a big ocean. As a woman, I feel violated by the very idea of not being able to regulate my own body. But my voice is drowned out amongst the noise - both offline and online. There is little I can do but be grateful that I live in a country that is somewhat progressive in matters of marriage, abortion, and adoption. I should be grateful too that I am not in a position where decisions like the one that was taken across the Atlantic Ocean will not affect me - though there may be repercussions, like the tiniest of ripples from what is surely a massive earthquake of disappointment and violation of our most precious asset: free will.
Work too has me in a vice like grip - I will not be losing my job when this temporary assignment ends, but it will have me choose to go back to where I came from, team wise, or finding something else aka another employer. The other options would be an extension of the assignment (and with each passing day, I lose hope to see this become a reality) or to find a job that is the extension of this at the head office of my current employer. It's such a shitty position to be in that my summer is on the verge of being ruined in spite of having so many other things to rejoice about.
So yes, most of this is in my head. And I could write a dozen lofty words about how I feel insignificant and yet they would not suffice to capture the feelings I experience. Language has its limits, no matter how potent said language may be. So now, more than ever, I turn to a simple motto as my guide in life:
Keep calm and carry on.
