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My boyfriend refused to tell me the name of his ex gf and I just left it be. Then I was at his place and found some journal near his bed. He didn’t care that I looked in it because it was just supposed to be a workout log. But then on some pages he was writing about some girl in there. Only reason I found out was cause he realized what was in there and tried to yank it away. Am I insane for getting mad? Why keep lovey dovey rants about ur ex (they were from before) hidden in ur workout log?
I really want to quit my job. I work at an airport and 90% of the passengers and employees act like they don’t see me pushing a literal WHEELCHAIR and get RIGHT in the way. But the real problem is the commute. I spend about 18 hours a week on commuting alone (approx. 3 1/2 - 4 hours a day going and coming combined). I’m completely over it but I heard the job market is terrible. Plus the tips really help me out. I’m grateful, but I’m burnt out.
I really really REALLY HATE my inefficiency to socialize at times. Wdym striking up a conversation comes easy to others? Wdym it's so easy for you to fit into circles? WDYM YOU DON'T JUST SIT THERE WANTING TO GO HOME INSTEAD? And it's not like I hate socialization—I CAN CONVERSE. It's just that it's so hard to be the one to initiate and push myself into that circle. Even if I do, I get lost in thought as to what I am supposed to say that'll not ruin the overall atmosphere. PLS HELP😭😭😭
I've been waiting here so long for you to come and find me. "If they really wanted me as a friend you'd come back", is what I told myself at the time but you never looked back so I got left behind and you said I was something different.
Which would be more torturous? 10 hours of Looped Baby Shark or 10 hours of Looped church choir music?
Just finish a third round final interview only to get an auto rejection email in my box. Sucks to be me!
I'll remember you in every cigarette, every cheap bottle of vodka, every shady opiod deal I went with to, every second home away from dad, every bar you'd take me with pool nights. All while I was just a kid. I didn't have friends but I had you, and you taught me to find love in broken people. I miss you and grieve all over again for every day I remember you are dead.
