Therapy work

In preparation for seeing the therapist tomorrow, I did one of the things she suggested last time that I do until this time. Which is to do a timeline sort of thing with all the major things that's happened for the last few years, at work and in private life. None of that is news to me, obviously. And the private life half of it isn't surprising in any way. But the work half was a bit of a revelation. For the past three years, I've continually been given more and more things to do while I've had exactly two things taken away. By November last year I had way more than one fulltime job to do. More like two fulltime jobs, actually. Which led to the situation where I would rarely start doing anything, since I knew that I wouldn't have time to even get properly started before I was interrupted by something else reaching panic level.