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Tbh, it’s so easy to get discouraged on days like this, where I try to be normal, only to get slapped with the reminder that I’m not…
          
          But then I remind myself I’m not alone, and that’s gotta count for something. Cause sometimes pain doesn’t have a greater purpose. It just sucks and that’s okay too.

Anyone know where to get a strong dose of motivation? I could really use some rn.

*wakes up just to poke head out of void* HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE *goes back to sleep* 

I’m officially going back to Avengers Campus!!! And I’m also bringing a print of the art piece I made of me and Spidey to give to him. So fingers crossed that goes well. Lol

I’m officially making my special Spiderman meet up photo into an art piece. It’s almost definitely gonna be my profile picture on everything forever.
          
          Also shoutout to my mom for knowing EXACTLY what I was making after a quick glance and just smiling as goofy as I do every time I think about it—which is a lot tbh.

SPIDERMAN CALLED ME A GEM AND A TRUE SPIDEY FAN. I AM DEAD. LIKE HE POINTED ME OUT TO PEOPLE SO I COULD SHOW MY OUTFIT AND JACKET AND EVEN CALLED ME BACK AFTER MY INITIAL PICTURE—WHICH HELD UP
          THE LINE SO WE COULD TAKE A UNIQUE PICTURE. I AM DEAD.

I have a big job interview today, so if anyone wants to send prayer, good vibes, or positive thoughts, it’s greatly appreciated! I’m still in shock that it happened so quickly after my other job, but I’m so excited and nervous about the opportunity.

Well, I have 0 shifts left now. I literally passed out last night because of how badly I'm feeling, and had to leave early yesterday (after my boss made me wait for over an hour after asking while she ran errands). So when i went to call out since i can barely walk much less drive or work, she tried to bully me into coming in, yelled at me and my mom, and fired me.
          
          Reason 1028493094023984304 why i will never again work at retail unless I have absolutely no other choice.

Anyone know where I can put my name in for an Oscar nomination? (Just kidding, but only a little). Because I’m literally having a panic attack thinking about going in to work tomorrow, but my boss and coworkers still thinks I’m torn up and sad about leaving.
          
          It might help that I almost started crying from the pure relief of putting my notice in and exhaustion, but I also had to sit there and act like I was SO SHOCKED that I’m one of 5 people quitting this week alone. But yeah, everyone thinks I’m sad to leave when it’s just that I’m faking it and sad that I still have to go back to that nightmare for six more shifts of pure torture. (Literally, my boss ignores my health issues and still makes me do all the stuff she know causes me pain)

So, I put my notice in today, and DO I HAVE SOME TEA FOR YOU.
          
          Literally my work could be the focus of a horror/soap opera with everything that happens here, and somehow putting in notice to quit made me privy to SO MUCH OF THE DRAMA.