One Thousand One Hundred & Thirty
Theme: Eh
I feel really low. I'm just quiet and withdrawn I don't want to talk to anyone. I'm riddled with anxiety for so many reasons. One of them being work. An expensive piece of equipment has gone missing at work and I think they are going to have to report it to the police as theft. I cleaned out the room that this equipment was in prior to it going missing but I didn't touch it or even see it. I'm going to get the blame for this. Just like everything else. Also to top it off my favourite patient hates me. I'm no good at this job. I'm no good at anything. I'm a waste of oxygen.
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