Dementors in Business Suits

Motivation feels low today. As much as I’ve tried to protect myself from being polluted, I feel drained. I feel a little like my soul has been sucked from my body by dementors in business suits. It makes me question if I’m resilient enough for any type of business. When I’m having to have difficult conversations with members of staff, it makes me question if I’m cut out for this.

It's standard practice for corporate companies to do an annual work survey asks us if we think the organization cares about our wellbeing. And it’s moments like this that confirm my beliefs: we are numbers. Little tiny worker ants.

I’ve had conversations like this too many times, and it never gets easier. And it just feels like I’m the buffer employed to do the dirty work. And I can’t help but absorb the pain and anxiety that then ripples out like a toxic spill.

My empathy is going to be the end of me.