So hopefully I can do this blog in a linear fashion.
My health has been fucked for about a year now. And because of that, the last few months my boss has been trying to get me to quit. Basically by threats, and harassment. I've been there for 11 years but still get treated like shit. The last few months I have been so depressed.
Cut to last week. The job finally got to me. The customers yelling at me. My boss threatening me. A family member I don't get along with has been living with us. All of it just finally popped. And my brain went into self defense mode.
I yelled back at a customer who was being scuzzy and rude to me. I swore like a lot at this lady. My family member pushed me too far so I told him to shut the fuck up. Cuz I'm always so nice to him when he treats me like shit. He tried to yell and be intimidating but i just laughed at him. Then I started yelling louder. Basically i yelled my way out of a fist fight. And showed him that i stronger than him.
Everything in home has been so pleasant since then. Then cut to the next day with a little back story.
I took Saturday off from work for a Horror Convention. We were at a booth. Respresenting our film company.
My boss texted me and tried telling me I couldn't have it off cuz i didn't put two weeks notice for it. So my brain decided it was a good time to stand up for myself. We had words.
She kept trying to get me to quit. I kept telling her to fire me. So I didn't go to work my shifts this weekend. Fuck that place.
I've made the scary leap that people must make to have total focus on their careers. And I am now currently a full time filmmaker. I am terrified. But no longer depressed. I feel fucking amazing. I am truly happy.
So the horror convention yesterday. I had probably the best time of my life. I partied with famous horror people. I partied with fucking Tom Savini. I went to the VIP.
And all night I hung out with a girl. I got that feeling like I met my soul mate. We smoked more weed than Snoop Dogg. She fed me snacks. And crepes. She asked for me when I wasn't around. We rocked out to death metal. Punk rock. Black metal. Fuck nick and norah's infinite playlist her playlist was identical to mine.
Everything she loved I loved. We smoked up and looked at the starry sky. This wouldn't have happened if I went to work. I would've been miserable. Self loathing and alone. I am truly happy.
I forgot to get her number. But I am gonna let the universe sort that out. One we will meet again.
Sorry for the long blog. But it's been building up.
