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I had to go out to nightlife events for two out of my three nights this weekend. While that is supposed to be fun and a way to wind down, it is not when the two nights are for dealing with art stuff.
I have lost all my patience for my day job. I spent the whole month making two entire magazines by myself and its still not done. I am honestly going to have to admit to them That I I am overworks and cannot handle the amount of work I was given.
I am very stressed out. I am fat form sitting in front of a computer all day without moving around. Which is weird because I dont have time to eat or anything. I wake up very hungry, I cant move my shoulders and I cough up blood each morning. I feel very sick.
I dont have friends so no one is bugging me for social things at least.
I have my day-jopb interns who I yell at all the time. They have been working hard to help me finish my workload but they can only do so much.
I went and bought them gift-card presents for there hard work. At the risk of sounding selfish. I wish someone would get me a gift one time.
I just wasted 10 minutes typing this and now its too late to finish work. everything hurts.
Life really isnt worth living like this. Nothing brings my happiness. I woke up today thinking about how when you die you dont care about anything.
I want something to kill me. I am giving up on my life, but I want an excuse because peopleone is being a little bitch about people who kill themselves. It went the wrong way and now I am too old to do anything, All I wanted to do is make pictures about the stories I made up in my mind but I am not a child anymore, you really cant fuck off your whole life. But if I am not happy why do I have to keep being alive. I cant figure it out.
I have lost all my patience for my day job. I spent the whole month making two entire magazines by myself and its still not done. I am honestly going to have to admit to them That I I am overworks and cannot handle the amount of work I was given.
I am very stressed out. I am fat form sitting in front of a computer all day without moving around. Which is weird because I dont have time to eat or anything. I wake up very hungry, I cant move my shoulders and I cough up blood each morning. I feel very sick.
I dont have friends so no one is bugging me for social things at least.
I have my day-jopb interns who I yell at all the time. They have been working hard to help me finish my workload but they can only do so much.
I went and bought them gift-card presents for there hard work. At the risk of sounding selfish. I wish someone would get me a gift one time.
I just wasted 10 minutes typing this and now its too late to finish work. everything hurts.
Life really isnt worth living like this. Nothing brings my happiness. I woke up today thinking about how when you die you dont care about anything.
I want something to kill me. I am giving up on my life, but I want an excuse because peopleone is being a little bitch about people who kill themselves. It went the wrong way and now I am too old to do anything, All I wanted to do is make pictures about the stories I made up in my mind but I am not a child anymore, you really cant fuck off your whole life. But if I am not happy why do I have to keep being alive. I cant figure it out.