I feel so tired... so tired.
I feel so tired... so tired.
Paranoid thoughts about already ruining something that seemed like it had potential because I didn't take the initiative (and maybe also for expressing an opinion about something when I shouldn't have) won't leave me alone. I hate obsessively worrying over things, especially when enough time hasn't realistically passed for me to make that determination yet. Of course, even after an appropriate amount of time has passed I'll still be dwelling on it when I know I shouldn't be. Why does life have to always feel so exhausting? :/
I feel like that bold part is pretty telling. A week is nothing, and it only lasting that long on two separate attempts isn't particularly encouraging. Unless something significant has changed in regards to whatever the incompatibility between you two was/is, I'm not sure you can expect much more for a third attempt. That's not to say you shouldn't try to make it work, but if it doesn't please try not to blame yourself if it fizzles out again. If those rumors are true, then you deserve better than someone who can't accept you for who you are and be supportive and understanding of your "problems."
“Scratch any cynic and you will find a disappointed idealist.” — George Carlin
"If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little." — George Carlin
My digestive system is not working and I feel ick
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Anxiety and paranoia sucks so bad...
“Scratch any cynic and you will find a disappointed idealist.” — George Carlin
"If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little." — George Carlin
My brother's not impressed with the places/jobs I'm applying to, nor the rates of pay.
It's like dude, I don't exactly have options here. Still, disappointed that he may be disappointed in me
Pff, forget about him. What does it have to do with him? Nothing, so he can butt out >.<. I think you've got enough things to worry about without anyone criticizing your job choices. Does he expect you to walk into the nearest hospital decked out in scrubs and start performing heart surgery or something? You have to start somewhere.
Oh my God, I'm a bad person - I don't know what it is like to lose someone through death and I have not supported someone that I should have through it happening to them. I had a plan of what I was going to do but that was not right, it didn't fit or suit - oh my god
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Thanks, I really needed to hear that. I feel really overwhelmed with everything as it is, and the idea of jumping straight into a full-time job right off the bat is making me [BEEP] bricks regardless. I'm not even done reviewing my French. I'm probably just going to spend the first month in Montreal getting to know the place... It was supposed to be my sabbatical. And yeah I think he expected me to do just that... I told him I applied to a yacht club, and he probably thought it was something in management or something. HAHAHA. Oh my god that's hilarious. That's not how the world works for people like me.
It did for him... when he was my age, he didn't even get a college diploma or degree, and basically got a professional job on the first try over everyone else. He got all the intelligence and charisma in the family... And he's still there like 7 years later. I'm extremely happy and proud of him, but it's not always that easy bro!
They're all really pooh-pooh about it. My brother has pleased with the apartment I got, so I have that going for me.
I'm trying to work my way through my health authority's certification courses to make myself more marketable when I go to Toronto for now... Mineral and Mineral-Vitamin Supplementation, Medication Reconciliation, and now a BreastFeeding and Supplementation course. But I honestly don't mind doing low-skill jobs, it's a fabulous way to learn a new language, and even if not.. It's having a job when so many don't. I don't see shame in it.