with all of my past jobs,
i’ve always put the foxhole first.
no matter what time i came home,
i would hop on the foxhole to catch up.
with this last job,
i noticed i wasn’t doing any of that.
my days were always so busy and by the time i got home,
all i wanted to do was sleep.
not only that…
i was at an all-time with depression and anxiety.
there was no happiness in doing anything creative.
shows that i enjoyed,
i stopped watching.
don’t even ask me what has happened on “green leaf“,
“this is us“,
entertainment news that i usually found exciting started to bore me.
wolves and attentionisto drama didn’t make me feel anything anymore.
i damn near went into debt buying a new laptop to not fully utilize it.
I was losing my interest in what I love
that was getting scary to me.
my last job was taking over what little joy that i have.
i was fired last thursday.
my department claimed it was for “performance issues“,
but i won an award for my performance just last month.
make it make sense.
don’t get me wrong,
i loved my job and my co workers but…
you know what?
listen to this…