Not Allowed to Falter
I am a spunky woman. Even when I feel I'm about to break down at any second, I manage to smile, use a chipper voice, and spread sunshine on those around me. Usually even those closest to me don't know anything is wrong. For the last month I've felt drained - especially emotionally. Yet I'm still showing up to work early and staying late, still smiling, still putting in my 150%. Yet I guess that's not enough.
Today my supervisor sat-down with me. She knows I've been going through a lot. "But, I need you to be more...spunky. You sit at the front. You're the face of the company, and the face of the company needs to be bright. Everyone else has offices. I know it's unfair that they have the luxury of privacy, but you have to maintain yourself." Have I not? I never let the smile slip, I'm always peppy, I don't sulk. What else does she want from me? She says I've been looking tired. Yes, but what can I do about that when my quality-of-sleep is awful? Guess it's time for a beauty-routine to banish the under eye circles...
Society is too focused on appearances.