Sinking in Dark, Looking for a Way Out
I was going to do a post about some of this but I’ve been putting it off and putting it off.
I got fired on June 7, and I’ve been unemployed since then.
I supposed I just didn’t want to talk about it because I felt sad and ashamed and disappointed in myself, but it wasn’t a surprise at all because I’ve been severely depressed for a while and it was seriously impacting my work performance so hey.
The second reason I didn’t really talk about it was I was due to travel a few days after so I just tried to blank it out and went on holiday and I tried not to think about it and keep unhappiness at bay for as long as I could.
That being said, I’m in the place that I don’t want to be in. I’ve been trying to manage what little money I’ve got since but I think I’m down to my last few thousand.
And as if I didn’t have enough problems, my aunt just kicked me out. (Another thing that didn’t come as a surprise either considering she’s been muttering for months that my irresponsible mother dumped me on her to be a burden in her life and every time I breathe too deeply she makes me feel as if I’m reducing her ration of air.)
I can’t even cry at this point because I feel like if I do I’m going to fall apart so I have to stay calm.
I’ve got a few days to move out and nowhere to go.
In other words, I’m unemployed AND homeless.
Damn life…. you scary.