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So..
I woke up today and it was one of those mornings where I wake up and feel like I can't deal with what's ahead of me and I'd rather hide under my blankets than face the day.
But I need my job. badly.
So I forced myself out of bed and pushed through the morning. Usually by the time I've had my cup of coffee at home I've perked up and convinced myself that 'today is gonna be good, today is gonna be different'
but I had my cup of coffee and felt worse
I arrive at the restaurant and proceeded to drink more coffee and felt worse and worse with each cup.
I figured my co-worker's wouldn't notice me being quiet all day but they were really concerned and it made me feel worse(lol)
I was already sad just because I was having a depression spell(or w/e) and then I got even sadder cause now I was making my co-workers worry. When they asked what was wrong I shrugged and walked away and they didn't really press me on it. I'm glad they didn't cause I would've cried if I had to say anything.
How was I going to explain to them that I woke up depressed and couldn't convince myself to feel any better?
I stayed quiet and my sadness got waaayyy worse as the day progressed at the restaurant. It got so bad that I couldn't bring myself to smile around the customers, which normally I can do. I've cried in the kitchen, wiped my face and went out all cheery to the customers so I wouldn't get in trouble at work before but I couldn't do it, everytime I talked I could hear my voice breaking at the end.
even the customers were trying to make me feel better. Telling me to take a break in the back and treat myself today and crap.
it was really nice, honestly but didn't really make me feel better. it made me feel worse cause now I was worrying the customers and god knows if they'd go to my manager and start blaming him for my state.
anyways, nightcrew(which was comprised of kids that I trained) started to come in and then everyone started hugging me and asking what was wrong. I just shrugged and walked away like usual but they stopped me and started to tell me that they didn't want to see me upset because I meant so much to them.
They said that they were terrified of this job and didn't think theyd make it but I was so nice when I trained them and even after they finished trainin they were too scared to talk to anyone else cause they didn't want to look like idiots to the other workers, and asking the manager a question was like asking to hold hands with Death, so they always came to me for questions. and when they went home and then had to come in again for another day they wanted me to e there because I made the job fun and less stressful. And when it came to sidework at the end of the night instead of yelling at them to do it and what they did wrong I explained it to them and showed them how to do it. And when they would ask questions about putting in orders I would always say, "you had it. you didn't need to ask me a question." and apparently they called me, "mom" at work because I was like a supportive mother to them at work
I always thought it was cause I was older than them lol.
anyways. I was having a rough day and all I wanted to do was get home and hide away but then nightcrew came in a turned it around for me.
I didn't know that I meant so much to people ;_;
I understand the bond of friendship
but they told me that they wouldn't have it made it this far without ME
and it really opened my eyes today
so thankyou to all of my watchers and friends online bacuase without YOU GUYS I wouldn't have made it this far C:
thank youu
So..
I woke up today and it was one of those mornings where I wake up and feel like I can't deal with what's ahead of me and I'd rather hide under my blankets than face the day.
But I need my job. badly.
So I forced myself out of bed and pushed through the morning. Usually by the time I've had my cup of coffee at home I've perked up and convinced myself that 'today is gonna be good, today is gonna be different'
but I had my cup of coffee and felt worse
I arrive at the restaurant and proceeded to drink more coffee and felt worse and worse with each cup.
I figured my co-worker's wouldn't notice me being quiet all day but they were really concerned and it made me feel worse(lol)
I was already sad just because I was having a depression spell(or w/e) and then I got even sadder cause now I was making my co-workers worry. When they asked what was wrong I shrugged and walked away and they didn't really press me on it. I'm glad they didn't cause I would've cried if I had to say anything.
How was I going to explain to them that I woke up depressed and couldn't convince myself to feel any better?
I stayed quiet and my sadness got waaayyy worse as the day progressed at the restaurant. It got so bad that I couldn't bring myself to smile around the customers, which normally I can do. I've cried in the kitchen, wiped my face and went out all cheery to the customers so I wouldn't get in trouble at work before but I couldn't do it, everytime I talked I could hear my voice breaking at the end.
even the customers were trying to make me feel better. Telling me to take a break in the back and treat myself today and crap.
it was really nice, honestly but didn't really make me feel better. it made me feel worse cause now I was worrying the customers and god knows if they'd go to my manager and start blaming him for my state.
anyways, nightcrew(which was comprised of kids that I trained) started to come in and then everyone started hugging me and asking what was wrong. I just shrugged and walked away like usual but they stopped me and started to tell me that they didn't want to see me upset because I meant so much to them.
They said that they were terrified of this job and didn't think theyd make it but I was so nice when I trained them and even after they finished trainin they were too scared to talk to anyone else cause they didn't want to look like idiots to the other workers, and asking the manager a question was like asking to hold hands with Death, so they always came to me for questions. and when they went home and then had to come in again for another day they wanted me to e there because I made the job fun and less stressful. And when it came to sidework at the end of the night instead of yelling at them to do it and what they did wrong I explained it to them and showed them how to do it. And when they would ask questions about putting in orders I would always say, "you had it. you didn't need to ask me a question." and apparently they called me, "mom" at work because I was like a supportive mother to them at work
I always thought it was cause I was older than them lol.
anyways. I was having a rough day and all I wanted to do was get home and hide away but then nightcrew came in a turned it around for me.
I didn't know that I meant so much to people ;_;
I understand the bond of friendship
but they told me that they wouldn't have it made it this far without ME
and it really opened my eyes today
so thankyou to all of my watchers and friends online bacuase without YOU GUYS I wouldn't have made it this far C:
thank youu
After The Beep
Oh man, where do I start.
So I kinda fell off the face of this site, twice? three times? Maybe I'll do a little re-cap of the last...7 years or so lol.
So I used to draw, A LOT. Like, spend all day/night drawing. Then I got into alcohol/weed and that made me feel better than drawing, so I kinda slowly stopped drawing for a long while. I'd spend weeks stoned/drunk out of my mind with people I thought were my friends, newsflash, they weren't. A couple years ago I just assumed everyone here had left, so I made an instagram for my little crummy doodles. I met my wonderful fiancee a couple years ago, who opened my eyes up to a lot. I mean, befor
whoops
It's been a while. I can't remember where I left off. Let's see...
:bulletblue:Turns out I'm a gay piece of shit and I have a girlfriend who has been such a big help for me emotionally and mentally.
:bulletblue: I have a new job that doesn't pay me enough to survive and I'm working on putting things together as to why I deserve a raise.
:bulletblue: I realize that most of my issues are not because I was born broken, but because my family broke me and I was blind to it all my life.
:bulletblue: I'm terrified of my 6'2" 230lb 27yr old brother, and he recently proposed to his gf and I'm terrified for her.
:bulletblue: my gf and I are living toge
I'll Be Honest
I may have come back but I'm not posting as frequently on here as I am on other sites. I have a tumblr for art (@overdosed-on-caffine) and also an Instagram (overdosed (https://www.deviantart.com/overdosed)_on_caffine) for art (i also have an insta for shits and giggles but i won't tell you ubless you really want it).
I've heard recently that dA has some weird rule that w/e you post on here is theres, so they can sell it and make a profit without telling you? Idk how much of this is true, nor do I really think they'll be taking my art lol, still seems sketchy to me...
Plus uploading onto dA mobile is...weird and slightly frustrating...
SO
if you have a tumblr or an instagram! Fe
Field Trip Q n A..?
I'm going on some big dumb drive for 13 hours to pick up some jerk I don't care about but my friend made me promise to go with him.
He got hit by a deer lasttime and is spooked by it and doesn't want to go alone...i know right?
anyways!
ask me questions while I'm trapped! Ask anything! personal stuff, important stuff, life changing stuff, silly stuff, math stuff(I won't be able to answer it correctly I bet), etc!
whatever you ask me I shall make a little paper doodle in response and post it!
If you want to be anon about your question then you can send it to me as a note or w/e you wanna do!
I don't expect too much from this honestly, bu
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I'm glad to know there are so many people who support and love you.
I think you can go really far in life. You just need to stop holding yourself back
I think you can go really far in life. You just need to stop holding yourself back