This time of year always makes me reflect on my days as a claims adjuster. Worst job ever. I seriously don't know how I survived for so long doing a job that made me so miserable. Two weeks later, things have started to slow down a bit at work. Still crazy busy but not enough that I have work dreams anymore. Two weeks of that kind of stress is doable. Especially considering a lot of it is self induced stress that I put on myself but as a claims adjuster I felt that pressure and that stress every single day and it was more than self induced. There were people on my ass every day on the phones pressuring me to do the impossible yesterday and it never ended. I dreaded work so much that it wasn't uncommon for me to cry on the drive there or cry on the way home. It went on for years and years like that until I finally couldn't take it anymore and quit. I didn't even have a job lined up. I just knew that I could not go on like that and I didn't care what the consequences were. I couldn't do it anymore.
I remember when I first started working where I do now I was so afraid of finding myself in the same position. Every time things got busy I had flash backs to the horror of being a claims adjuster and how it felt to have a ridiculous amount of time sensitive work, deal with angry people all day long and feel like the world was crashing down on my chest every day. I was so afraid that this job would turn out to be like that job and I freaked out a little bit but every time I felt overwhelmed. I'd start to panic but it always blew over. It always became manageable. Now I can tell myself to calm down, it will pass and that I won't wake up tomorrow living the nightmare of hating my job. It took me a few years to get over the post traumatic stress or whatever you want to call it of being trapped and miserable at work for so many years. Yes, my job seriously stresses me out for about a month every year and a handful of times in between but I am so grateful that it's only temporary and not the day to day norm. Most of the time I go to work, put in my time and leave it there. It doesn't keep me up at night and it doesn't make me feel like I want to end it all. Nobody should ever feel like that about their job. Life is just too short to be that unhappy at a place that you depend on for your livelihood where you have to spend a huge chunk of your life. I really feel for people who hate their jobs. Having lived it for longer than I should have, I know how debilitating that can be. You can almost feel the years being taken off your life. Not good.
As a claims adjuster my best day was five time worse then even my worst day now. That's pretty bad. I'm so glad I don't have to deal with that anymore so even though I still haven't figured out how to quit my job and spend my days sitting coffee shop, traveling the world, and staging Instagram pics I'll take it and consider myself lucky.