Hi everybody;
I'm so sorry if my english isn't good enough, but I'm so tired... I just want to sleep. To be honest, I couldn't think of anyone else to pour my heart out with... you guys were my first thought to express myself without being judged for best or worse, so here I go.
Past May, I quit my job as a copy writer senior at an advertising agency to make myself a creative director somewhere else, because I was getting stuck in there... couldn't find time for myself... I worked nearly every day... some times, even had to spend the night at the agency. I spent almost 4 years without vacations, slowly climbing the stairs of my profession and longing to be the head of my own team. I'm not telling you I was some sort of "workaholic"... no, I was this regular creative guy supporting my art director and doing my stuff during ad campaigns... until I had a nervous breakdown... that's when I said: ENOUGH.
One day, one of my uncles came to my (your) house to check on my grandpa and offered me a job at his Industrial Corporation (this belongs to our family), as the Corporate Image Manager. He'd double my wage, give me a private office and of course creative liberty and flexible schedules. I was so excited, I thought I was gonna have much more time for me. This was the perfect opportunity to trust myself, to have faith in my work and creativity. I was so HAPPY.
Unfortunately, all my uncle's promises faded away... he lives now in Houston and left a close group of friends in charge, some of them are his brothers-in-law. It's not my intention to "judge" them, but they've wanted to take away or "steal" the company from us since my uncle got married, I know that and in a certain point of view, that was one good reason for me to take that job.
As soon as I stepped into the building, this people started to put heavy barriers in front of me. They placed me with two engineers inside a cold, dark office, with no parking lot and no computer. I then e-mailed my uncle, urging him to authorize a new computer for me so I could start to work right away. I also asked him if I could change my schedule, while the city offices were completed ( I have to cross the state to get to my job ). He said there was no problem... Anyways, from that day on, I've worked hard on the new logo, new web site, electronic signatures, plastic and cool ID cards, uniforms, promotional materials for our clients... gosh, I've designed almost 100 different things in six months. Most of them were approved by my uncle, but this people won't let me produce any of them... all they say is "Oh, Chava, our budget is low...", "Ok, we like this usb's, find out how much it takes to produce them and let us know", or the classic: "Ok you have green light, we'll give you the money on Friday..." and it never happens... their excuses are childish and are starting to p**** me off because I feel USELESS and I don't want my uncle to think I am. They even told my uncle I do nothing but waste my time and believe me, please believe me I've urged them, day after day, to authorize my budget (gosh, the company gains 1 million dollars per project) and they simply won't spend one thousand dollars on my work, there's always an excuse. I'm so sad... I've tried to meditate, to calm myself, to simply breathe and contact my "superior" being and my angels, but I can't, I don't know what to do... now I miss my creative team, my former clients, I miss the person I used to be, I miss those promises, they've already sold the city offices and I will have to still cross the state to get to my job... now I feel lonely... so very lonely...
Anyway, that's all I have to say... I hope someone reads me...
Love, Light and Happiness to all.
Yours;
Chavarock
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