Warning
This is just venting. Don't read unless you seriously have nothing better to do.
Fuck.
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Progress reviews are coming up, I had a perfect schedule. A schedule that would allow me an entire week off before due date. But NOTHING seems to work out. When I do finish something, someone says it's wrong and I have to change it. EVERYTHING.
Work rarely calls me in, so I'm making 25$ this pay and I made only 50$ on the last one.
I can't get to sleep until 4am now and I wake up halfway through the day (sleeping through my alarm) and feel like crap.
I'm having trouble with depression and I can't seem to focus on anything.
When I do get some fucking time to work, someone comes up behind me and tries to talk to me, as me stuff, ask favors and/or complain.
SEE WHAT I'M DOING?! IT'S CALLED A JOURNAL. AND If you WANT to have a person listen to you, PAY a PSYCHOLOGIST. I Don't Have time. I don't have money. I Don't have anyone close to just sit with me and hug me.
My back and neck have been killing me and I can't do anything about it.
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I baked cookies.
Fuck.
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Progress reviews are coming up, I had a perfect schedule. A schedule that would allow me an entire week off before due date. But NOTHING seems to work out. When I do finish something, someone says it's wrong and I have to change it. EVERYTHING.
Work rarely calls me in, so I'm making 25$ this pay and I made only 50$ on the last one.
I can't get to sleep until 4am now and I wake up halfway through the day (sleeping through my alarm) and feel like crap.
I'm having trouble with depression and I can't seem to focus on anything.
When I do get some fucking time to work, someone comes up behind me and tries to talk to me, as me stuff, ask favors and/or complain.
SEE WHAT I'M DOING?! IT'S CALLED A JOURNAL. AND If you WANT to have a person listen to you, PAY a PSYCHOLOGIST. I Don't Have time. I don't have money. I Don't have anyone close to just sit with me and hug me.
My back and neck have been killing me and I can't do anything about it.
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I baked cookies.