{"id":1009,"date":"2017-05-22T10:30:12","date_gmt":"2017-05-22T15:30:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.longlivethemonkey.com\/blog\/?p=1009"},"modified":"2017-05-22T10:30:12","modified_gmt":"2017-05-22T15:30:12","slug":"validation-in-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.longlivethemonkey.com\/blog\/?p=1009","title":{"rendered":"Validation In Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve been really, REALLY stressed out a lot lately. So stressed out to the point I&#8217;m breaking out, forgetting lots of tiny little things, messing up plans, not able to concentrate, slurring speech, messing up A LOT at work, etc. And it&#8217;s definitely because of work. I feel like I have too much on my plate right now and no down time. I just do not feel like I&#8217;m very good at doing adult things right now.<\/p>\n<p>I took off last Thursday and Friday and went to Ocean City for the crusin weekend which was nice. However I don&#8217;t feel like it was adequate enough time to recharge. I still feel stressed. The last real vacation I guess was Panama a year and a half ago.<\/p>\n<p>This kind of stress is something new to me though. I&#8217;m just not handling it well. I feel like my work is sub-par and I&#8217;m just not as good as I used to be. I feel like I could get fired for messing up so much.<\/p>\n<p>Talking with Brian last night made me realize that it may be because I don&#8217;t get validated. When I was in college, sure I&#8217;d get stressed and mess up and stuff but I also got validated. I would get grades back that made me feel good about myself. In the real world we don&#8217;t get that. The only validation I get for the work that I do is MAYBE once a year, an annual review. Other than that, nothing. No, &#8220;doing a good job&#8221;, &#8220;wow you did that really great\/fast&#8221;, whatever. Just no validation. And it&#8217;s not only this job, it&#8217;s been since I got out of college&#8230; every job I&#8217;ve never received enough validation.<\/p>\n<p>I realize this validation problem in my personal life as well. Like the Young Turks did a story on social media and how it hurts our self-esteem and our self image. They covered just what others say, etc. For me it&#8217;s not like that with social media. For me it&#8217;s how many likes and comments I get.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve kind of quit Facebook again (not like anyone notices) but I&#8217;ve stopped posting my pictures from Instagram. The likes I got were just not good enough. Especially when I see a lot of other friends get likes and stuff after one hour of a post&#8230; If I post something the first like will be like hours from then. Other friends post things and they get like 20+ likes all the time. My world record for a post is like 20 likes.<\/p>\n<p>I feel like social media has made me less validated as a person. If I don&#8217;t get enough likes on a post or a picture, I delete it. It makes me feel inadequate if I don&#8217;t get likes or comments. No one is talking about that. I could write the exact same thing as any other friend on Facebook, they would get like 20 likes and I wouldn&#8217;t get any. Twitter is the only social media I actually like and I don&#8217;t feel the pressure to get likes or retweets or anything.<\/p>\n<p>And yes, I get plenty of validation from Brian but it&#8217;s not the same as a boss or a friend just telling me I&#8217;m doing a good job or that I&#8217;m an awesome person and that I&#8217;m liked. I&#8217;m not getting what I need right now to feel better about myself and I really don&#8217;t know how to solve this issue.<\/p>\n<p>Just stress like everywhere. Work and social media. I can quit Facebook but I can&#8217;t quit work.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve been really, REALLY stressed out a lot lately. 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