I posted before how it feels like — running yourself on empty, working and trying to keep up with the expectations at hand.
However, deep inside I know that I prayed for the day that I will have my current position, that I will have the compensation package that I have now, the responsibility that I currently have. Now I know that there is some truth to the adage, “Be careful what you wish for…”
Maybe I just miss my carefree, irresponsible self. Maybe, I just miss the times when I don’t have to worry every single freaking day of my life, trying to think think THINK if I am giving them what they want.
I said this before, and I’ll say it again: it’s lonely at the top.