Yeah, it was funny actually. He called me a few hours later, the same day I texted him, and ran through it with me. But he said he only got the email from them like, and hour prior… checked his spam, nothing from the Thurs before when I gave them his deets. So they made out like they were waiting for him, when really they only sent it that same morning. Sigh.

I dont even care that this place is starting to give me the ick, I just need a job so I can stop the Clink payments. They give so little, and call us dolebludgers, when I often can’t make ends meet. I tell people that I like having lost weight and I feel better, but I actually feel so much worse because I’m skipping so many meals. Tell them I’m intermittently fasting, but I’m just poor. I skip meals on welfare… it doesn’t sound right. Struggling with my mental health, and they call me a bludger… if they knew even half of what I’ve been through they’d think it was a script for bad horror film. I’m trying to be a productive member of this capitalist hellscape, but I’m I’m getting the impression I’m not wanted. I’m tired of feeling less than human.

I’m sorry for dumping here, I’m just so done.