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I am writing this blog so I can hear the rhythmic typing of my keyboard keys. I am at work and I need a distraction from the conversation that is going on two desks beside me. I have come to the hard realization that I can no longer work for this company. I can't take it anymore. I cannot keep going through this roller coaster of bullshit because I have reminders every single day of what happened between my ex and I. I can't see him anymore. I can't see her anymore. I cannot take any more of the crap that goes on around here with people not doing their jobs and getting away with it. I cannot continue to have panic attacks every. single. day. Friday is his birthday. Big whoop. Except that I am a total moron and I got him a gift. I got it weeks ago. I am not going into the details of what happened but here is the painful scoop. I broke up with him because I needed some space and time to figure out what I needed. We were not happy. We were fighting every day. I wanted better for us. A day later he goes out on a date with a girl from work. WE ALL WORK TOGETHER. He continues to pursue her. Him and I are still living together at this point. He brings her over to OUR home to watch movies. Low down right? Yea. I basically lost it. I became suicidal and had to stay in the hospital for a few days because I was going to kill myself. I live on my own now. We moved into seperate apartments after that. This is just a blurp of what went down by the way. Anyway, they are still friends. I have to see both of them nearly every day that I come to work. They are not dating that I know of, but I feel like dying everytime I see them. Disorders to date: depression, ptsd, panic/anxiety, unstable mood, and attachment issues. Now I am not saying that he is the cause of all this. He just very seriously exacerbated them. That fact that I see him and her everyday....fuck. I couldn't work for a couple months after it all happened. I was not stable. 7 fucking years of my life. Fuck him and fuck her. Earlier today I heard her talking to her friend, who happens to be on the same team as I am, who is the same dumb bitch who never does her god damn job, that they are going to all out out on Friday with him. Well la dee freaking da. I was talking to Val on Tuesday (the therapist that I've been seeing since all this shit went down) and she was saying I need to leave. She has been saying it for a long time but I am finally starting to agree. How the fuck am I supposed to move on when I am reminded every single day of all the heartache and betrayal that happened. Betrayal. That's a good word. I seem to come across that a lot. Like when my mom chose her child molester boyfriend over her own children. What else is new?! My dad blames his life on the kids. (Myself and my two younger sisters) He says his life is shit because of us. No surprise there right?! Betrayal. B.E.T.R.A.Y.A.L. Such a great word for a great feeling. I am counting down the days when I can leave this miserable place. I will be graduating from school in the summer. BA in English and BS in Psychology. I know that I am going to have to take a pay cut. I am going to save as much money as I can now so even if I am short every once in a while, I will be ok. If something happens then I have some extra money to hold me over. I am going to give myself one year. 365 days from today to graduate and find another job. It gives me something to look forward to.
365
Question of the night:
Name one current goal and how you plan to achieve it.
Thanks for reading.
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Posted by MyNameIsElle on 2009-10-14 23:08:52 | Rating: | Views: 46
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