- Work sucks sometimes.
- December 6th, 2010
OK, so I'm really in need of some moral support here, because I've had just about enough lately, and today it got worse. You guys remember how I posted last month telling I had quit my job, effective by new year's? Well...
I know I should just be grateful that I had/have this job, and that I saved enough money to allow myself a couple months off sabatical while I figure out where I go from here. And really, I don't wanna complain. But that's really hard to do when the shit keeps piling up, and I only stayed the last two months longer than I wanted because I didn't want to bail and leave everyone on a limb, but my colleagues are nowhere near as responsible as I wish they were, and they show no support at all even though I explained that I'm going through a depression and needed the help, and the long night shifts keep popping up out of nowhere because I'm the only one who will not leave the emergency room unnatended with no prior notice, and my boss is a dick, and I just now get a complaint about a silly mistake I did 5 fucking months ago, and I really start wishing I'd taken my therapist's advice and gotten an extended medical leave so I didn't come back here, but it's too late now because if I go away there's no one else to cover christmas, and I just know my colleagues wouldn't give a rat's ass if they where in my shoes, but I do care, and....
I'm just tired. And sleep deprived. And sick of crying myself to sleep every-other nigth, and tearing up everytime I watch a damn Glee episode, and I have no energy to at least do something to distract myself in the little free time I do have, and..... life just sucks right now.
Anyway, rant needed and done, just three more weeks 'till I'm free. And I officialy don't care what this people think of me when I go anymore.