I’m sick of working in pharmacy. I’m sick of dealing with the same irritating, self-absorbed people over and over again. I’m sick of my mom constantly complaining and *****ing to me and expecting me to tell her what she wants to hear instead of the truth. I’m sick of constantly being in pain. I’m sick of dealing with nighttime binge eating. I’m sick of living in Denver. I’m sick of hearing about everyone else’s issues. I’m sick of life and all its complications. I’m sick of the heat and the sun. Sorry, I know this is an incredibly whiny post and I hate that I’m whining. But I’m so over it.