Who the hell knows anymore? I don't even know what day it is...oh, it's Tuesday. Happy Tuesday.
I feel the loneliness, futility and sadness starting to creep in. I feel alone in this, which is not good. I feel sort-of supported, but only in the superficial things. "Hey there...it'll be ok, you'll get a job and feel like you have purpose again, don't worry!" I guess it's probably hard for people to deal with - survivor's guilt or something. Don't know. Don't care.
Also, I've been on the phone with the Department of Unemployment for 49 minutes and 46 seconds...now. Just to confirm some information. This is bullshit.
Who am I in this city, in this society, without my job? What defines me? I'm trying to stay happy, trying to keep people happy, but it's not working out. I just feel more alone for trying. So, SCREW IT.
The world is bullshit. All of it. And if anyone tells you differently, kick them in the shin and they will understand the truth.
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