lronitulstahp
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Joined: 10/17/2007 Status: offline
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i hate when i worry about money. Honestly, not something i'm used to. i hate that my worrying has affected me in such a way, that things that normally would excite me, seem like daunting tasks i must "undergo" because i already agreed to them. i hate that i'm not my normally fabulously-vivacious-and-all-around-joyful self. i hate that the weeuns are on holiday with Dad, and that i miss them, and they miss me...but i don't want them to feel guilty for enjoying themselves. i hate realizing that for the next 13 years or so, this is my reality....separate holidays, and the blues that go along with them. i hate PMS....it just magnifies all the shitty stuff already going on. i hate that i've gained weight since my surgery. i hate that my body still feels tired....but that i will try my damnedest to get sent back to work because i can't afford to live off half of my salary much longer. i hate that in this country which i love, the rights of workers are protected very little. No wonder people just give up and go on welfare. Were i one of those people with NO job, or health insurance premiums i must pay in CASH while i'm on Workman's Comp....i'd be doing better finanancially, and with better health coverage to boot! If i had no work ethic, and no one for whom i was responsible of setting an example...i could be less stressed right now. i hate that i'm becoming one of those people that think these kinds of thoughts....
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Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for." -Bob Marley
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