Idk if this is a sign that my depression is back, or that I hate my job…or both.

I reminded myself I work tomorrow at my shitty, barely part time job and burst into tears. Nothing about it makes me happy. Can barely pay one bill with it, I mean, come on. 

My little brother is encouraging me to talk to my Dad about quitting so I can go to school again, like they both did/are doing. 

And yes, I’ve applied and continue to apply to other places, but no luck. I don’t know why. 

I feel guilty wanting to leave this one without having already been hired somewhere else since we need all the money we can get, but my brother is being really supportive. 

Which I’m grateful for. 

Hopefully the talk with my Dad goes well. He’s not known for letting his kids be ‘quitters’ as he puts it. 

Just very old fashioned. 

Though, I did get him to let my brother drop a class that he didn’t need yet and really upset him emotionally. 

So, maybe there is hope for me? 

Wish me luck. 

writing-prompt-s:

voice-dad:

writing-prompt-s:

“Dad, why aren’t we allowed to go outside?” your daughter asks one day. But she already knows. There is no outside anymore.

then why the fuck did she ask

hmmmmmm…..

Well…obviously since there is no longer an outside world anymore that means things like schools and the internet are gone. 

For who knows how long. 

And I’m not a good teacher. My books aren’t very education. They’re mainly gothic novels, fanfictions, and fantasy stories. 

Not really kid friendly. 

Seriously, I dropped the ball on this one. She’s not that smart and very forgetful. I mean, I’m a lady but she keeps calling me Dad.

That says a lot.

I blame myself for her shitty education in this desolate, indoor world.