That's me. That's who I am. Who I was. Who I have become.
Who leaves a perfectly adequate job to become unemployed for 18 months? The world's biggest idiot, that's who.
I thought my job was killing me (I was not wrong but still). I thought I would be better off without the stress of my depressing workplace (I am, probably). But being unemployed, day after day, has its own way of sucking the soul out of you, chewing it up and spitting it out.
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