Today’s not a good day. I finally realized what the feeling was that I was having. It’s like back in school, over two decades ago. When I’d get that huge apprehension about going because I knew there were some people who would torment me. It’s like that now, and what was once a time when I’d enjoy and look forward to going into work, now I view with scepticism.
Yet, I’m always told I need a job, I need to make money, I need to do these things in order to be a productive member of society. Does being a productive member of society mean I have to endure torment? One would hope not.
I’m still thinking that if I wait things out until spring, when the sun begins to rise earlier, and the weather becomes warmer, maybe things will get better. I hope I can ignore things, the negative things until then.
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