An exhausting day

I am exhausted. I really want to sleep, but there is too much to deal with. Work has been overwhelming. To be honest, even when I took two hours off, I was on edge, afraid my manager would think less of me for asking. I have put everything I can into my work and done the best I can at this stage. Still, new problems keep cropping up. It is not that I do not care: during the first two weeks I seriously asked myself whether I was the problem. A few more days passed and the problems kept coming. So many things and new standards were thrown at me all at once that I could not remember them all, which led to more mistakes and anxiety.

Sometimes I really need to ask whether I am doing the right thing or heading down the wrong path. Perhaps, if I think more carefully, it comes down to not having a firm enough sense of what I value.