I have given up.
I don't quit.
But I have.
I can't put myself through all of this.
So I am attempting to end it civilly.
It's not going well.
I am ready for summer.
Except I have no job.
Yet.
If I don't manage to pull it all together ASAP, I may just go bury my head in the mud and not come out for years.
I'm not ready. I'm not done. I can't do this. I have too much to do. I need help.
I asked nicely at first.
Now I'm just ready to get out of here.
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