It’s been a while, I know. But here I am again, with another story about how shitty my llife is and how shitty I feel. Terrible. Awful. I probably shouldn’t be free out on the streets. I’m well on my way to becoming an alcoholic, I’ve got no one left to talk to, litterally. And well,, ,I feel like shit. But hey, at least everything at work is going okay.. I’m finally getting some recognition and appreciation, so yeah… That’s great.
I am 3% human 97% stress.