Aug 21, 2005 10:19
Well, I suppose yesterday could have gone better. Actually, anything good at all
would/could have made yesterday better. Work was wall to wall packed with ticket kids.
I didn't get a chance to refill tickets, prizes, fix games or anything. It blew.
Ontop of that, I finally broke. I suppose there is a limit of how much pain a person can take, and I just
found mine. I sat in the back room and cried when I closed at work yesterday. I just
rocked back and forth and cried all by myself for a good 20 minutes. I still have all these
emotions inside, but the pain is unbearable. The only person capable of making things any better
can't. That's what I get for trying to mess with Fate I suppose.
As if I didn't feel bad enough (and believe me, i'm back to no sleep and throwing up all the time),
this depression won't leave. I know it's seasonal (haha, yeah, for 6+ months), but it really puts
a damper on my life. It's one of the main reasons I am working at the arcade. I knew how hard this
fall/winter season was going to be on me, so I wanted a job that wouldn't wear on me stress wise while
I try to get help.