(This entry was written today September 28, 2020).
As I am writing this, I just got fired from my job. Oh well. She stated it was mostly because she was concerned about me balancing school and work and that right now they need someone that is more available.
I have that horrible stomach feeling again and I am crying as I am writing this. The only time I would get to work more with them is when I can drive myself places. I am no where near being able to drive myself places and I should be already. I honestly feel like a failure to be honest. Maybe this is the universe telling me I need to work on myself before I start dating. I don't know. I feel like this has a lesson behind it or something? You know when I was like ten, I never pictured my 16th birthday (it isn't my birthday today) would go like this. I always pictured that we would have enough money that my parents would buy me a car and on my birthday morning it would be in our drive way just like they did with my sister. I never pictured that I would have to get a job to get my first car. And now, that job just got stripped away from me today.
