VICTORIOUS

So.
Quitting yet another job.
I have to admit, I feel defeated.
What happened to the cat with 99 lives?
Well, I guess for one I am tired of landing in a "better" job in a field of work that I hate.
I need to put my thinking cap on and figure out what makes me happy.
I have taken 2 toxic jobs in a row. I used to know how to call them. But I think because I am so over it, they all look the same to me.

They don't have the best of me.
I never gave it to them.

Thank god for Brad. And Peanut and Pirate and Ella Beans.
Brad is the love of the life. He is the one.
I am so blessed.
I am so used to being independent (ALONE), self sufficient (NO ONE).
Now, Brad is taking every step to reach out to me and support me.
I still feel like I have to do it alone, but I need to suck it up, say thanks and take his help.

I always figured once I found some balance that my life would be perfect. Or at least content.
It just makes me see how little I accepted as the status quo.

On the other positive note, I have a new friend!
He is from (soon to be ex) work, but he is the only other person in Edmonton that I have connected with and is a stellar individual.
I will miss working with him but know we will be friends.

Brad and he have met and he is happy (Brad) that I HAVE a friend besides him. LOL.
Anyway...
NEXT.

I FUCKING HATE BEING A SECRETARY.
IT KILLS ME INSIDE.