I wanted to escape my abusive family and leave. I wanted to move to a new city and start over. I've never been happy in this town. But I can't. I never will. Because of one reason: I can't get a job to move. Since January 2022 (this is when I left my job), I've had over 250 applications and interviews where I'm led on and I get rejected. I am done and my hopes and dreams of getting out of here are gone. Here's to hoping alcohol kills me.
Your dreams shouldn't depend on a job