And back to a problem

Tears alone again today.

Someone being unpleasant at work; an idiot respected by no-one but because I feel so ill and because it was an attempt at a joke with the need to disempower behind it, I dealt with it fast and clear.

But I am sick of it.

I don't want a 9-5 job, but there are aspects of my current job I don't believe in anymore. This job gives you money enough and time enough to do other things, but it drains you so much you don't have the energy. It consumes.

And I am so sick of the underlying disrespect for all and sundry, of the sheer childish stupidity.

I know I need a break. It's becoming about sitting down before I fall down. He won't see it, because of the money but I know it's necessary. Cause I'm losing myself.

I hope he'll help me.

But whether he does or not, there has to be a stop, even if it's just temporary. Even if.