I tend to not take many mental health days. This year I think I’ve taken maybe one or two. But in reality, as I learned the hard way yesterday, they are necessary part of adult working life. At least, that’s what I think.
So, not to overshare, but I am going through the process of taking care of my financial situation. I’ll divulge more another time, but it’s stressing me out significantly and I spent the good majority of my past weekend dealing with it. It didn’t help yesterday I ran across an extremely rude person who is supposed to be helpful in this whole process and she just crumpled me yesterday emotionally as a result. Sad to say I was dealing with this at work.
After the call, I went back to my desk thinking I was fine, until a couple of hours later, a coworker informed me about a mistake I made. When I tried to fix it, I made ANOTHER mistake to fix the previous mistake. Well, I ended up in tears during my lunch hour over everything that happened. I knew then that I should go home. I told my boss – again, in tears – that I needed to go home, I wasn’t feeling well. She said it was fine and I left.
Now today I am feeling more refreshed. Stressed still, but refreshed. I think I need to do better about checking in with myself about how I’m doing. If I had clued in, maybe I have known to take Monday as a mental health day rather than letting the stress build.
Overall, though, I think mental health days are important. I do have a hard time with it though. The whole premise seems to be gone on so many of my fellow coworkers (i.e. those who NEVER take sick days) and so I worry about how it looks sometimes. Not to mention the whole thing of “do I really want to use my precious dwindling PTO hours for this?”
But sometimes I need to do what’s right for me, and not worry so much about what other people are doing.