But I definitely feel trapped and I don't know what to do about any of it.

1. I hate my job. What I hate most about my job is the realization that even though I have a great boss, I now know I hate the job itself. Last week I had a busy week... this was my first of a certain type of thing with my new boss...and the same stuff that used to bother me with my old boss occurred. It has to be an institutional thing. I was both rushed and yet, things took forever. I put in an application for another job this week, but the last time I got called for an interview I had to withdraw because I couldn't get the day off. I can never get the day off.

2. I hate my house. When I bought my house in 2014 I really had big plans for it. It was substantially bigger than my old place. 1500 square foot at opposed to 500 square foot. But I am starting to feel like a slave to the house. It takes a long time to clean. There are parts of it I don't even use. And there is so so much to keep on top of. I feel like I spend at least 2 days each month just keeping up with the house. And as I have mentioned i am on the Board of trustees of the condo and I am so miserable. I feel like I do all the work and have no say. This week I was furious to be faced with making a major decision about the condo with no assistance from my 4 other board members because they all were on vacation!! I want to move but remember how expensive it was and feel like that would be a mistake. Would another place just make me feel the same?

3. I hate my body. I just don't know what to do about my body. I have been dieting since I was 17 and they have all failed. Finally I decided to give up dieting but that has made me gain weight and also, kind of sick. So I have to go back on it but I just don't have the discipline anymore. And I just don't know what to do.

4. I hate my friends. Ha, what friends. I thought I had a friend but I think I mentioned she got a new job. She offered to do work for me. So since I was crazy busy this week I asked her to do a little work.. I mean a little. I could not believe it when she did it but reprimanded me on not making it easier for her. Err what? Unbelievable. She is not my friend. Also this week I made friends with someone... she told me that she was happy to work with me as we clicked. I believe she was genuine. But my heart kind of sank. I always have this happen. I am a very interesting and kind person. I like to make people feel comfortable. And they like me. And then, eventually they get sick of me. Usually when I want a little ROI. So I kind of felt nauseated for a moment like, oh I bet you like me... but what good is that.

I have no friends.. I have no life.. I am fat, I hate my house and my job.

I just don't know how to change any of it. I can make friends but whenever I want them to do something for me... they are turned off. So what is the point of making friends?