That's an excellent suggestion DD, I think I know what I'll be doing over the weekend.
What makes this decision making process most difficult is that with many of the possible new directions I'd be working with people I've really enjoyed working with in the past, while I love my current job I find it a tad... antiseptic. Put bluntly I have only professional friends here and recently I came to the realization that in truth my social life has traditionally also been my work life.
I am finding my life outside work enjoyable and filled with many people I interact with remotely, but devoid of direct human contact. Even when Tonnica was living with me I found her to be distant, when I was working at Highfield with "the guys" I didn't have any problems, but again, since I'm in a more isolated environment now I'm finding a lot of emptiness I never noticed before, possibly exacerbated (or maybe exposed) by the last year of dealing with anxiety issues. It has been even more challenging to actually get out and mingle like I used to (oh how I miss hitting Whyte Ave, West Ed or "punk rock bingo" Wednesdays, concerts, jazz cafe, going out for just a drink, etc) frankly those things scare me now (all irrational crap somewhat dulled through medication and certainly fading from my personality thank god...).
Outside of family, the social calls I receive either raise my anxiety levels and I end up isolating myself or I push myself to commit to doing small things (usually with positive outcome). I mean, I'm actually afraid of playing CoH with Melbosa because I might miss some of his messages in the chat window, or playing Warmachine with SilverSurfer and Mr. BigRed because I can't remember all the rules and stuff. It sounds stupid but often I rile myself up with this crap to the point where I'm too scared to try it. (pretty stupid). I don't play Super Street Fighter IV anymore because I'm ashamed of my low online ranking and too afraid to log in and play. It's madness that I'm trying to break out of!!
LOL It's really hard for me to get out of the bunker.
It's not a lament really, it's just something I'm trying to change that's so far is not easy but certainly progressing. On the upshot I'm actually also repairing a problematic character flaw I've had since I was a teen; worrying about @% that may NEVER happen or doesn't matter anyway and of course being WAY too judgmental of myself

On a side note, there is some evidence that anxiety is hereditary, and of course my old man suffered with PTSD from other stuff anyway, but I now intimately understand (or maybe attribute) new meaning behind much of Pink Floyd's
The Wall and I can see why it was one of his favourite albums while going through his issues with anxiety.
Sitting in a bunker, Here behind my wall, Waiting for the worms[Anxiety attack, black thoughts, etc] to come...
Maybe listening to so much Floyd in my life has given me the ability to accept or at least rationalize and help me pull out of this stuff as quickly as I have been.
/whoa! exposed a lot more than planned there haha!!
P.S. Just like, stop me if I plan to shave off my eyebrows LOL
