➛ May 16th, 2020
I was right about today. Ten minutes into my shift, it got busier than all hell. And it never stopped. I didn't get a break and I ended up working nine hours straight. I don't know why I do this to myself. Am I that desperate for money? Of course not. But, I could use it. I came home from work like a zombie. Even my Mom said something about how dead I looked.
There hasn't really been big news about COVID-19 lately. People are kinda disregarding the whole thing anyway. Less and less people are wearing masks, they are going about life as if everything is normal. I just don't understand why they think its okay to come to my work and treat me and my coworkers like dirt. We're essential employees, the news might not broadcast us like that, but we are just as important as nurses and police right now.
Its so annoying. I wish people weren't so horrible. I wish I could feel like myself again. I'm beginning to feel like I did my first semester in college...and my mental health took a dangerous dip during that time. I need to be strong but god I'm tired. Work is exhausting.
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