"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door."
Today I get to read Genesis 1-4 of the (Christian) bible so that we may discuss it alongside the story of Lilith in class later in the week.
Don’t mind if I do~
Sending out my resumes like there is no tomorrow. I’ve typed up my letter of resignation for work and plan on handing it in as soon as I walk in tomorrow afternoon. I can’t stand being there any longer. As much as I loathe sales, I miss being surrounded by pretty things and wearing nice clothes to work. I’m also applying in a much nicer part of town so the hours are not nearly as grueling meaning more time to focus on homework, but hopefully better pay (or at least the same with a lot less pressure/more fun to be had).
I just need another change. I like to think that with every one, things get a little better. It is all a work in progress.
My car is nearly where I need it to be. The a/c should be fixed by next Sunday, and my boyfriend installed my new radio today. Now all it needs is new tinting and tires. Phew.