Something happened yesterday. Well, 2 something, a great and a not so great. Guess which one kept me awake? Which made me clench my jaws so tight I pulled a muscle in my neck and could not open my mouth to speak or eat until now (that might have been a bonus, though)? You guessed right. But why is it that even when I receive wonderful news - which included signing with a new client to whom I was warmly recommended by another one and a subsequent new interesting long term assignment - I could not focus on it? Instead, I reread a dissatisfied client's email, about a #translation reviewed internally and sent back to me as being "full of mistakes". No matter that the "mistakes" were 1 typo and 7 preferential changes in style and tone (which could have been prevented if they had provided me with proper instructions). No matter that I addressed their issue immediately. No matter that such a situation only happened to me once before. No matter. I still spent my evening doubting myself, awakening the old demon-friend Mr #ImpostorSyndrom and his cohort of self-pity, tiredness and heartbreak heading the convoy. And I keep wondering: why is it that finding the #RightBalance between what we know is our #selfworth and the sad marginal incident is so damn hard? Have you experienced this as well?
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