Is this what life is suppose to be like or does God just hate me in particular?
Good news: I'm getting a raise in Feb.
Bad news: My man is likely loosing his job in two weeks.
why the fuck does it always have to happen like this? Just when financial sercurity appears to be on the horizon...BAM! it gets flushed dow the toilet. I was so looking forward to my raise. I was going to pay off some debt, finance my new tattoo, but now it looks like I may end up the bread winner for a while, which will mean no fun money and likely more debt.
Yeah so lovely. my man gets back from visitng his terminally ill mother only to find that his job has set a completely unrealistic sales goal that if not met will result in him losing his job. in fact it kinda sounds like they intend to shut down his branch of the store. I think the decison has already been made and they are just rying to get thier employees to bust thier asses for the final two weeks. Fucking bull shit. but you know what? It fucking figures.
now don't give me a buch of bullshit about "think positive". Sorry but positive thinking has never manifested in to positive action in my life. It's only thought and "wishful" thinking at that. the only thing I'm positive of is somehow we'll get through this. In the mean time...I fucking hate life. I hate that everytime I get close to a goal or dream, it's smashed by circumstance. I hate the struggle of my meager exhistence. Unfortunately I lack the ball to kill my self, so I guess I'll keep struggling and hoping for a better life.
Good news: I'm getting a raise in Feb.
Bad news: My man is likely loosing his job in two weeks.
why the fuck does it always have to happen like this? Just when financial sercurity appears to be on the horizon...BAM! it gets flushed dow the toilet. I was so looking forward to my raise. I was going to pay off some debt, finance my new tattoo, but now it looks like I may end up the bread winner for a while, which will mean no fun money and likely more debt.
Yeah so lovely. my man gets back from visitng his terminally ill mother only to find that his job has set a completely unrealistic sales goal that if not met will result in him losing his job. in fact it kinda sounds like they intend to shut down his branch of the store. I think the decison has already been made and they are just rying to get thier employees to bust thier asses for the final two weeks. Fucking bull shit. but you know what? It fucking figures.
now don't give me a buch of bullshit about "think positive". Sorry but positive thinking has never manifested in to positive action in my life. It's only thought and "wishful" thinking at that. the only thing I'm positive of is somehow we'll get through this. In the mean time...I fucking hate life. I hate that everytime I get close to a goal or dream, it's smashed by circumstance. I hate the struggle of my meager exhistence. Unfortunately I lack the ball to kill my self, so I guess I'll keep struggling and hoping for a better life.
chemira:
I am in this same stugle. It is hard. (trying not to be positive, sorry)I just try not to think about it because then i find myself not being able to sleepo because i am so focused on it. Wanna get a beer? Where does he work? 