This has been a really tough week.
Living in a house where people are just so incompatible is frying everyone. We now all mostly stay in our rooms, much like how I remember home life being when I was a kid.
I enjoy where I work. However my paycheck makes me want to cry. I know there is advancement coming, but it’s going to take a while. It makes me wonder if I should look into a different job. Even working at a gas station I would make more hourly… but the problem is I don’t really want to work in a gas station. I mean, it would be okay… I just think the factory is cooler. I see more long term potential there. So then I need to be patient. It’s hard when I come home aching and I work so hard for so little money.
I am in “in between land” but there is hope. The fact that I am in “in between land” means that I am going somewhere. I am going to have a decent job, within a matter of a year I am sure I will be making a better wage. And within a matter of months I will have my own place that I am not sharing with people who annoy me. Right now I am developing/ redeveloping life skills that I have lost, like not drinking every night, and eating at home, and paying my bills instead of using the money to go out. I’m sure these are simple and easy things for many people, but not for all of us. Bad habits are very difficult to break, and I am doing it.
It’s like work camp rehab.