For 10+ years after graduating from a miserable graduate program, I worked 70+ (not OT pay) hours in a rural ass town for several jobs. I wad made to believe that I should slave away at my job, and be grateful for the shit pay. While my friends were getting married and starting families, I gained weight (300lbs) I had nothing, just work. I was too tired from work and the toxic environment that I had no energy to meet anyone in that rural town.
Now Im in my mid 30s and live in a big city. Ive rarely dated. Ive lost over half my weight but I feel incredibly ugly, and Im awkward. I feel too old for everyone and everything even though I feel in college. Its like work has stopped my social maturity. I don’t know how to get a date even if I tried. I’m going to die alone because I focused on a career that never gave two fucks about me.
“Oh but this is my calling”
Oh fuck off. Nothing that you do mainly for income shouldn’t be your calling.
Don’t work hard. Its okay to be mediocre. You deserve a life. Chase that. That’s whats going to sustain you at the end of the day.
I should write more but whatever. Have a good weekend.
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