My Dark Corner

I try to keep my negativity in check on facebook and twitter.  Nobody wants a bunch of complaints filling up their feed.  But since this is my blog (and you can leave any time) and I need somewhere to vent, consider yourself warned...

I hate my job (gee, there's a shocker). I hate every single thing about my job.  I had decided to put in my notice several weeks ago, but my fiancé talked me into staying.  While I understand and respect his point of view I would never pressure him to do anything he didn't want to.  So I'm feeling a tad resentful.  It matters not a bit that he might be is right.  I also feel like there's no point in me talking to him about it because I already know how he feels.

I decided again today that I couldn't take it anymore and would be putting in my notice on Friday.  Now something has come up which would make it unwise to leave, especially if I want a chance to do something I've always wanted to do.  Unfortunately, I have trouble coping with current misery in hopes that things may improve at some vague point in the future.  Frankly, I just want to cry, and swear, and be as crabby as humanly possible (and if you know me, you know that I do crabby quite well).  Most of the time I feel like curling up in a ball in the corner and squeezing my eyes shut.  So if you're looking for me and can't find me, look in a dark corner.