Hardest day at work. They all hate me. We all are new here but still. I donβt even know why.
Ig it was obviously meant to be. I already had scidal thoughts still I started working. Thought something new can change me. But no itβs getting tougher day by day.
Itβs like they indirectly say fuk off. De or whatever we donβt care. Idk why even I am doing this job. Everything is indicating me to di**β¦
Whole universe is showing me the destination and every lil damn thing.
Every moment I am dy*ing.