The title is how I feel. Every horrible F word feels like me. Every stupid one.
UNEMPLOYED!…again 😦
This time I don’t feel as bad for leaving it. Yes, I left it…because…they told me to “choose between my mother or my job.” my employers exactly words. What was I suppose to do?..
Ugh AHH …. …I’m trying really hard to fall back into old horrible BP ways, but its getting hard. I know I did the right thing, but why do I feel so bad?
PLEASE give me good news about the BP world or yourself, its getting dark over here
😦
Bipolar, Unemployed & Lost 