After spending most of the afternoon in the fetal position in the corner of my bedroom, I'm pretty much back to saneland - as much as I ever was, anway.  I just don't know how much longer I can deal with this job.  It shouldn't be this stressful; it's retail for god's sake.  I'm definetly stepping up the jobhunt though.  I'm expanding it to pretty much everything. This is just effecting my life too much.  I feel like my friends are bored with me because all i talk about is work, and I hate that.  And I hate that it's all I think about anymore.  I just don't know what to do.  Why isn't there a "Life for dummies" book?
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