I quit my job today. →[More:]It was a very frustrating job, one of those tedious student jobs where you work on lots of data and will never see the end of it or get any good feedback, and I realised last week that I don't need the money after all and I would be much happier if I didn't have to ever care about it again. So, I quit. 40 more hours on my contract and I will never have to think about it again.
Also, I talked to the
aforementioned ex and he is horrifyingly depressed and refuses to see me because he's in the midst of shutting down all his friendships and I will just remind him of how he's ruined his life, and I am quite worried about him.
Depression killed my uncle and is stealing the only boy I've ever loved. Fuck, I hate it.
Okay, I just needed to vent to some bunnies.