Life, work, friendships

Yesterday I was finally let go from work. My Team Lead (and good friend) and I reached a mutual agreement to just end my consulting engagement immediately and not stick to the prescribed 30-day notice stipulated in my contract anymore. She had a word with the Manila Office Director and thank goodness he was fine with it.

I profusely thank my Team Lead for arranging for this to happen. I was only staying on because of her, really. Well, I guess it was difficult not to turn a blind eye to the fact that my productivity was heavily affected by my condition, and she had a good chat with me about it. In the end I admitted that even the simplest project reports took me ages to write. While working, I always get distracted like anything, and it has become a chore for me to concentrate and compose my thoughts. I hardly am able to make sense of the stuff I read, and I find that when chatting or texting with friends and family there are significant details that I fail to pick up. In short, I am not as sharp as I used to be. This gets me all sad of course, as my livelihood is wholly dependent on my mental faculties. However, I resolve to approach this proactively and do something about it - I promised myself that by next week I should already be reading a full-length novel and the daily paper...small baby steps until I get back to my old self.

If there was something good that came out of my very brief stint with that company, it would have to be, hands down, the awesome people that I met and managed to be friends with. It amazes me how I successfully became friends with a good number of people in a span of only two months. Throughout that period I have hung out with an insanely funny, warm and intelligent lot. I was also pleasantly surprised to have met people who have discriminating taste in music, books and movies - it has been my life mission to find people who like the same things, and so this makes me very euphoric. On my last night I had drinks with these mates at work and it was wild fun. Alcohol truly does bring people together. Even in my drunken stupor I made it a point to talk to everyone and give them hugs. I sorely miss those guys.

I'm really a trooper when it comes to friendship, and just thinking about friends leaves me feeling all warm and fuzzy. This dark phase in my life has truly caught me offguard, but the overwhelming support of family and friends has helped me get by. Everyone was exceedingly supportive of my decision to quit my job, especially the parental units. Oh if I had a dollar for everytime someone wished me to get well soon, I would be made for life.