07/28/2011
Today, I applied for some jobs I won’t get. One was in New York and one was in Texas. It doesn’t matter if I DO get them, though, because I certainly couldn’t accept. I couldn’t do something as bold as move to a new state alone, so FAR from everyone else. They’d guilt trip me to death if I even tried.
I am so angry. About a lot of things. None of which matter in the least.
I felt like that once. Of course, being older and wiser now than I was then I’ve learnt about the consequences of not having done it. Why did you apply for them if you can’t/won’t take them? And why are other people’s needs more important than you own?
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