I have a disciplinary at work tomorrow. I have a feeling my card has been marked from the beginning. My co-worker has no filter and was prattling on about sleeping with a married man. She really got on my goat when she not so discreetly announced: Oh, you must bite your nails!
I was an in-patient, not so long ago so at least biting my nails was my only coping mechanism and I wasn't self harming. I think I have come back to work too soon. I haven't left notes in the note book which I should have done. I just want to leave.

[Thunder Bow]

Might be a good idea. Maybe start looking for another job.

I wish I could have went back to my old job before my stay in rehab. But everyone knows too much about me and I can't face it. I was disrespectful to my female boss. But that was my problem because I am working on my issues with authority figures. I am sorry for saying you were a jumped up Londoner. I think I have a spider crawling in my hair. What if there's a spider in the bananas? I read an article on that in another store. Phew my blood pressure had dropped after kneeling so long. I need to be sick. Self inflicted? Nine times out of ten.

Fred seemed settled on the fact that it was just the fact that the woman who let me go or a manager close to her really disliked my mother. But I wasn't ready either. I wasn't sacked, I just didn't pass my trial period . They Knew I had been hospital too of course.
I was experiencing full scale anhedonia. If I made a mistake it didn't register as much as it should. All the little c^ck ups added up. I wasn't the me I used to be. But nobody noticed my smile and joie de vivre had gone. Or no one said
When I saw my pals before going back to work I was dancing like Mika. It was good old me.

No it wasn't because you were at reception. I just needed an excuse to tell the doctor.
I left that job. It wasnt just that my mum worked there too. The depression was taking its toll. I felt awful when I worked upstairs in dvds. Couldn't apply myself.
Go home and put your feet up. She had such a positive vibe. I just couldn't face people. So I had to leave.
But I'm glad I saw sheep and asked if he had a girlfriend.
I needed a full gap year or longer. I should have taken the art therapy that the doctor suggested.