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Pardon me while I burst into flames.
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Personal Life Post Warning:
I was up for the Assistant Manager position at my work. Which, for many reasons, kind of made me feel like a piece of shit. But, I also worked really hard for it.. And do feel like I've pretty much been doing the work (but have not necessarily been the only one doing all the work, as a lot of responsibility has always fallen on other co-worker(s))
It has come down to the point, if I take my position (which was already given to me), other important people will leave... And therefore make my job very difficult.
I have had a very hard and important decision to make, that in all honesty, has ripped me to pieces.
A decision that, for others, was not difficult.
I have put my life on hold for this job (as has everyone else), and pushed towards a goal I thought was manageable and obtainable. I wanted nothing more than to be /blessed, in a way/ with a position I could use for good, and for change.
I am so heartbroken, to have to put myself back into a position where I am limited, and ultimately unhelpful... But the biggest question is, is this really worth my sanity and emotional pain?
I believe its time to draw a line, and keep my ground. I am important. I am a hard worker. I am not a bad person.
I believe moving on (even though nothing much will be changing), is hopefully the correct choice. To help me heal and remain healthy and happy. Although I cant help but feel completely fucking defeated and beaten down.
Selling these soon! Stay tuned!!!
Just gonna quit my job and jump off a building.
I'm just tired, and lost, and devastated and just want to smoke a blunt but also just want to die.
My blog turned 8 years old on the 22nd.... damn, I’ve been on this site way too damn long.
Playing with the idea of selling wrapped crystal necklaces.