Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.
Can’t sleep because the feeling of failure has washed over me along with anger. Why make me take the test if I’m leaving 15 days after it…why make me study and go through all the trouble of learning things for a job you already told me I wasn’t getting? I’m frustrated an crying and I have to be up to work in a few hours for people who think I suck basically ugggggghhhhhh