My life has been hell this whole year. I& #39;m not talking about the virus either. I& #39;m talking about my situation at home and financially. I never graduated high school. I never got my permit or license or a car. My family has been poor since I was born.
I work at Walmart for a living. I make $11.72 an hour. So if I work my usual hours, I make almost $500. If I worked 5 days a week, I& #39;d make way more money. The thing is, things happened in the past since last year that has ruined my reputation at work
I had a horrible mental state last year, especially since my mom had cancer and I had an overdraft that was so bad. I wound up just sitting in the restroom for long periods of time. I wound up bitched at many times and then the last major bitching at that I had was-
last year and I had a horrible panic attack because of that person. They didn& #39;t know that happened and no one else did either. I hide my emotions at work, especially since my dumb manager is a shrink. I don& #39;t like being read. At the same time I do because I want to know if-
I have the mental disorders I believe I have, but I want to know how well I am at hiding mental things. Anyway, there& #39;s a woman I work with who got her daughters hired because "I don& #39;t do my job" and she and her daughter complain about me a lot.
My dad told me that during my break down today. He also said a very hard working woman defended me and that bitch who complains about me went and told people that the nice woman who defended me that she doesn& #39;t work either. She DOES work. I& #39;ve seen her work her ass off.
That bitch literally is a narcissist. She LOVES to put others down and make them look bad and herself look good when it& #39;s kind of the opposite. My Mom told me she definitely has low self esteem. I started saying that that& #39;s a burn and savage, but she actually wasn& #39;t trying-
to be mean or anything. She was actually being concerned that that bitch has low self esteem. Anyway, phone has been broken for almost a month now and there& #39;s pictures and videos on it that aren& #39;t backed up that I cherish more than anything.
It& #39;s hard to back them up because they take FOREVER when they try to. My screen got messed up from too much water and I noticed that one night before going to work and I was already miserable. Then I got a new screen and it didn& #39;t work at first, but I took out the motherboard-
and dried it off with my hair dryer. Later on, my dad put my phone back together and brought it to me, saying it works. It worked until almost a month or two ago and it& #39;s been broken since. I& #39;ve been using a really crappy Android phone for a while too.
I can& #39;t get service because I& #39;m always broke so I have to connect to WiFi my Mom& #39;s dumb dad pays for and he lives up in the apartment above our garage. Anyway, I& #39;ve tried to fix my phone over and over and wound up breaking a metal piece and losing screws so I think-
it& #39;s time to give up on it. Oh yeah, it also says I have to connect it to iTunes and I have to trust my damn computer before it& #39;ll let me do anything to my phone and guess what? Nothing pops up on my phone& #39;s screen to let me trust my computer! So that& #39;s just great!
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I had a mental breakdown (another long story) today because my aunt gave me emergency money that I tried to get an iPhone 11 with today because we wound up not needing the money. But my Mom said, when she took it from me, that it& #39;s for bills.
I wound up crying in my room, didn& #39;t take my phone with me or my backpack, and cried about how everything always goes wrong for me. Because it does. My dad still doesn& #39;t fully understand when I say that.
I swear I have horrible bad luck all the time. Even if I work, things STILL go wrong. Like I wind up paying millions of dollars on fucking subscriptions. It usually happens at the worst possible time. I still wind up penniless at the end of the day.
I always give up because of this shit. Because of everything I fucking explained in this thread. I have motivation to go to work, but I& #39;m like:
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