Sometimes Enough is Enough

I’ve had it with where I work.  The shit for me has finally hit the fan.  I just hate everything about being there whether no one bothers me or whether they do, it just doesn’t matter.  I hate not only 99% of the people I work with but I also hate talking on the phone for a living.  Yes it’s only part time but I feel as if it will NEVER end.  It depresses the living shit out of me.  I send out resumes and either get no response or stupid rejection letters.

I know I need to focus on what I do have.  I have one thing so many people don’t and that’s one person that I completely trust and know would do anything for me and I for him as well.  I have what everyone dreams of and I’m letting this tiny little shit stain of a job fuck my life up.  It’s so hard not to because it just feels like I’ve been there forever, and I will be there FOREVER.  Am I dead?  Because I think the Catholics may be right because this day job feels like hell and I don’t think hell could truly be hell without a taste of heaven.  So my personal life is heaven and my job is hell on earth.  I think I’m dead and I’ve gone to hell for being an unbeliever. lol. :) It sure feels like it sometimes!

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