I go through waves of despair. I can't help it. Exercise helps which Laura knows so she pushes me out the door for bike rides. But it usually feels like it starts to close in again. I'm still doing better than I was before in the pandemic. At one point I... I just didn't want to be awake anymore. It was too much. I just couldn't deal with everything or anything at all.
Now? I feel listless. It doesn't help that what I have to do at work seems unfocused. I want to help the team get things done, but for getting into the nitty gritty I don't have the background. For the things that I do have the background for, I'm really not supposed to be helping too much. For the work that I spent 10-15 years working on? It's being abandoned. Not transitioned off of like we had planned. Just straight up abandoned. And they are re-creating the same thing more or less without knowing or paying attention to any of the lessons learned. It's tough to watch but I'm trying not to care too much since it's out of my control. It seems that work is marching towards disaster with a bunch of people saying that this is bad, but because the funding is split between so many groups no one wants to take on the responsibility. No one is given the authority to take it on.
So I fall back to trying to make sure the family has a good dinner and a caffeinated father. The second being the most important.
We will see how things go. Maybe I need to switch teams. Maybe I need to do something else.
We will see how I am tomorrow.