You do something to me, that I can't explain.

As usual, my moods have been on a constant fritz! I am either bipolar, or PMS is around the corner. I am pretty positive it is PMS.

Although I can have a mouth at times and speak my mind, my social anxiety seems to get the best of me when it's an important moment for myself.

I wish I could rid of this horrible trait and be myself again.
I just keep telling myself that once I get a job, things will get better. But how am I supposed to get a job when I freak out before speaking to someone about an open position?

I wish this would end....I hate that I had to have such a horrible experience with my supervisor. She put me down so much just because she hated the positive feedback I would receive from others. It kills me that she still plays the victim. But oh well, you reap what you sew.

All I can do is keep praying and keep pushing myself, and having my boyfriend push me. That bastard has to be mean to me at times but it helps. YEAH I ADMITTED IT you fat meanie.



Hello June, hello 6 months of unemployment. Please end soon.



xoxox blessings.