I Lost My Job

The sting of my “termination” has left me in distress. My mental state is fragile and delicate; I’m filled with anxiety. My self-esteem demolished. Depression hits me like a bullet and these tears are a mixture of frustration and grievance. I’ve given two years of my life to this company, and through out my time here I’ve forged strong relationships, many of whom I’m sad I may never see again. This pain is all so new to me. I’ve gathered it in my hands and hugged it; tried to befriend this unfamiliar creature but to no avail, it has only encouraged my destructive behaviors. Im coping the best way I know how and it’s through promiscuity and alcohol. It’s my fourth night on this bender but I’m uncomfortable and this uneasiness that weighs me down is far too great to suppress. This upheaval has resurfaced many insecurity I had buried. I find myself dissociating more often and it’s been difficult trying to stay grounded. This was a lesson I was not prepared for, and although I feel defeated, I have to carry on. Thank you, next.