12:38am
Been a while. To say things have been good would be a lie. Only reason I'm writing this now is because it's late and I have no one to talk to and keep the thoughts away. There's so much going on I just feel like I'm gonna break. My manager isn't giving me shifts anymore, didn't say a single reason why except "the load is small" small my ass. I went in on momday for something and saw 5 people working that shift. no way is that "small".
I have literally no income as of recent, meaning I can barely afford the only thing that gives me joy right now (horse riding). My only fucking escape from it all costs $100 a week, which I'm struggling to afford at the moment. That's all I feel comfortable talking about here, but basically I keep getting upset at people around me and snapping by accident, and while I feel bad, I can't fucking control it anymore. I just want to die. I wish I finished the fucking job last year.
Time: 12:44am.
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Vent Book Because Depression
SachbücherThis is a vent book so trigger warnings aren't in the chapters and I don't really want to read them again, so here, Tw: mentions of self harm, suicidal thoughts, Eating disorders / mental health issues and panic attacks. They aren't in ever chapter...
