So it’s the end of day 3 at work. New position but something I know I’m good at. Facilitating trainings and engaging groups of adult learners. I can do this in my sleep. I can do this from my bubble! Today I had my first facilitation. It all felt foreign. Maybe it was the topic, maybe it was the group, or maybe I can’t do this effectively from the bubble. I thought that once I jumped in full time, full pace, that I would be able to somehow, miraculously or other, step out into the world. I have felt small increments of freedom but they are but teases to me. I want out! I want to breathe the air of the world of others.
And then there is this overwhelming exhaustion. I still have trouble believing that it takes so little to drain me. But I am back on the horse and I’m gonna ride! What’s the worst that could happen, really? Things can only get better!