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I knew today wasn't going to be good when my insane neighbor woke me up screaming at 4:30 am. Then I had a nightmare about losing my teeth and was near having an anxiety attack all day. I cried at Easter dinner because everyone is an expert on why I'm poor. You can just get a 2nd job? Why don't you go back to teaching? What do you mean you can't find a job? It's insulting. Of course I've fucking looked. Oh and the fucking book The Secret was brought up as a viable option for my success.
I hate Easter.
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