actually i'd rather stay broke for the rest of this year n get the job at my mom's job that's been told i can have after the new year bc why tf didn't i think "oh, leah, remember you have diabetic neuropathy as well as your sugars been wonky lately so maybe you shouldn't work at a place where you have to stand and walk for eight hours." y'all when i tell u i've had pins n needles for the past four hours n i want to cry, n i been shaking like a stripper bc my sugar is low. uhnt uhnt, no ma'am, no ham, no turkey bc i will only be working a sit down job for now on.
