Until I read The Highly Sensitive Person by Elaine Aron, I had no idea why a lot of the places my friends and family really enjoyed were absolutely miserable to me. I’d always go because I wanted to be included but I wouldn’t be as pumped up about the experience afterward. More like needing a nap!
On Friday night a coworker and I found ourselves in the elevator with a bunch of 23-year-olds from the office (literally five of them) and one of them announced: “I don’t ever want to be 30!” The other 30-something and I exchanged knowing looks and she said, “It’s really not that bad.” The 23-year-old finally conceded that turning 30 would be good as long as she had (and I quote) “a hot husband.”
So, here’s some good news: God has finally released me from the job of Job! A new position at an entirely new company has been a positive change to say the least. It’s one of those situations where you don’t realize exactly bad how things were until you have that moment of hindsight.