I've called in sick two days in a row and done nothing but sleep. I feel like I could sleep right now. I'm so fucking depressed it's all I can do.
Casey sent me a text last night explaining that he can't find any girls and asked me to come in today. I thought.. fuck it. why not? I can stand to make a few extra bucks.
I had to tell husband again last night that nothing has changed. In fact I feel worse than before. Because now that I'm back to my previous schedule I'm resentful for having to work so damn much. Can't stop now, can't give up on the goal. It's my life. Can I get a little financial support? Can I get a pat on the back? "Hey baby, you're doing great!"
Really, how much is too much to ask?
I'm going to sit down and figure out my finances again and see if I can project when I can quit one job. I also have to do a lot of thinking of where I will be within the next six months. It may not be in this house.
I'm wondering if The Law of Attraction has brought me to this. I've been projecting and thinking and setting my goals towards my perfect world and now I realize it may not be acheived in my current situation. So changes are coming. Maybe I can ask the Universe for a less painful change process?
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