My mind was racing, and I couldn't stand it. Everything I had tried to work at, all started to crumble. If I could just reach out and grab what I wanted, I would, but I simply couldn't.
Maybe it was because I wasn't set up for life as all my friends were. Technically ex-friends. But that's not important. I was determined either way. Determined to make ends meet. I didn't necessarily care what I was doing as long as I could make money to support myself.
That's where the problem deems itself fit. I just got fired from my job at the Little Biscuit Cafe where I was originally making coffee but then my worker friend encouraged me to start talking about mental health issues as I had always wanted to be a mental health advocate. Surely enough the cafe only let me do it because of the friend. She had worked there longer than me and was always putting good words in for me. I appreciated her more than I think she knew. But last week she retired. And when they saw that she wasn't going to be there anymore they fired me from both of the jobs.
So here I am sitting in my doubts of uncertainty.
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Hopeful For Today
Romance24-year-old, Scarlett, is at a crossroads with life. She wants to make a name for herself but is left feeling stuck. Everyone she knows doesn't know what to tell her. As she grapples with her self-esteem and depression she finds everything to become...
