Working through daily on helping my mom handle so much, loving my brother so much but hating his addiction, watching from the side as my sister turns into a beautiful mature woman, finally figuring out who my real friends are and learning to appreciate the man that loves me
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
My job makes me sick
I swear! If I am off for a few days, I will feel absolutely fine. Great actually. But 2 hours at my job and I am nauseous, sore, tired - just plain blah. I know it has to do with my feelings at the place but I don't know how to overcome it. I hate being at work and am miserable every moment I am,or even thinking about it. And when I leave, I need to lay down almost immediately to feel better. That really puts a kink in my life. It's sad to say that I lay awake at night and pray that my company will be shut down and I'll get a call that I dont' have to go in anymore. Which isn't fair to my fellow employees that need the job (even though they are miserable too). I count down the days until I don't have to come back. The wedding is in 165 days, so that means 163 days of work left! Off to dream of my days of being a housewife.
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