bad day. going to work wearing pants that aren't comfortable anymore because I've gained ten pounds. wish my husband believed in depression as a disease, not something you avoid by 'staying busy'. wish I was on drugs. wish my job wasn't so boring. wish they'd stop the rumors about cutting hours. wish I'd just get the keys to our goddamn house already. wish my cat wouldn't poop in the tub.
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