I'm in a rutt, emotionally. My favorite words are "I'm working on it." And I am. I working on getting out of this rutt. I feel like I'm making some progress lately. I'm getting organized, treating people better, becoming a nice guy again. I've just got to keep avoiding avoiding and stay in one moment at a time. I'm also trying to not get upset about anything. That's a bit rough because lately I feel one of my jobs has been doing me some injustice. They told me they couldn't make me a server because they had too many, then they hired one when I was on vacation and they've been making lame excuses about it all. I haven't blown up and I'm trying not too. But, I'm hurt and feel like a rug being walked on by them. I bust my ass and everyone knows it. I don't know what the deal is.
Tonight they say they'll train me as a server. They said that Saturday but the bartender called in sick so I ended up doing that. I was bummed. I've been bummed all weekend. And fucking lonely as hell. I'm trying to get over it all one moment at a time though.
Onward and forward. Have a great day.
Peace
Tonight they say they'll train me as a server. They said that Saturday but the bartender called in sick so I ended up doing that. I was bummed. I've been bummed all weekend. And fucking lonely as hell. I'm trying to get over it all one moment at a time though.
Onward and forward. Have a great day.
Peace
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thearcanecircle:
I thought i was making progress to. Out of my rut. *shrugs* go figure.
francesca:
Thanks for wishing my dog well. He came home for six days and then started weazing so I took him back in to get checked. Now he's staying over 24hrs a day again because his lungs are filled with mucus which can lead to pneumonia. Not a good thing to have when he's on medication to supress his immune system. I'm not going to give up on him yet, but if it comes down to him living but not having quality of life I will have to let him go. It's really hard because my dogs are my kids.