I don't know why it's so hard for me to get into writing again.
I used to spend hours on blogs and online journals pouring my heart out.
Something changed me and made me feel like it's strange to put it where I can go back to it.
Something made me feel weird about my own feelings.
I don't like it.
I miss being an open book, at least to myself.
I'm trying though.
I am so stressed about money right now. I'm 26 years old and I feel like I'm working for the same wages I was when I had my first job.
I feel like I work my ass off for nothing.
This month marks six years at PetSmart.
I have had enough. I need to get out soon. I need to move on to better (paying) things.
I used to spend hours on blogs and online journals pouring my heart out.
Something changed me and made me feel like it's strange to put it where I can go back to it.
Something made me feel weird about my own feelings.
I don't like it.
I miss being an open book, at least to myself.
I'm trying though.
I am so stressed about money right now. I'm 26 years old and I feel like I'm working for the same wages I was when I had my first job.
I feel like I work my ass off for nothing.
This month marks six years at PetSmart.
I have had enough. I need to get out soon. I need to move on to better (paying) things.
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