Absolutely Nothing
NW on Oct 17th 2008
Dear Steph,
I think I’m going to get fired from my job. I’ve been going to work late a lot, becuase I keep missing my buss, and once I read my schedule wrong and completely missed a day. Not to mention my people skills have been on the fritz, so when I do manage to make it to work my customer service leaves little to desire. I have been a little moody lately, more than the usual, and try as I might, I can’t control the outburts of sarcasm. It’s in my nature you see.
This couldn’t come at a worse time. The bills keep racking up, and I am barely able to make my rent. If I lose my job we may be evicted. I am driven deeper and deeper into depression as everyday passes. My mother aids in this by butchering my self esteem with her crude comments towards my appearence and her perpetual nagging about my schoolwork.
The apartment is a battle field, home to a neverending war. One I am losing. I need to grab control of my life, or grow accostomed to misery.
Sincerely,
NightWriter.
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